He was magnificent, and there's no doubt in saying he
fascinated me, but it was in a way where I'd rather stare at him
than any brightly lit, night sky. It was in a way where I'd
rather read him than any self-provoking book. He was someone who
I would spend my life figuring out if it meant I got to be in his
presence at all, and that'd be the best part; being there for
him, even if I was struggling.
