I found out yesterday that my boyfriend has died. We had a long distance relationship and I had not been able to get hold of him, his mum went to check on him and found him.
He was quite troubled, but was the only person who understood me completely in the whole world. Despite his problems he was a most amazing person, I loved tge way his mind worked. He was so funny and so kind and I miss him so very much already.
I last spoke to him on Monday morning. On Monday night I called and he tried to answer I think. He was found on Thursday. I have anxiety around people I love dying, so I was worried something was wrong from Monday night. We normally spoke by message a few times an hour.
I miss him. I miss him. I miss him.