Amy

 

This Tribute is for my long term significant other, Aaron, I was with him for 10 years, and he died from a heroin overdose on March 2, 2015. Everything makes me think of him.

Aaron was a kindred soul. We we’re intertwined. He was much funnier than me; he was a goofball, the sweetest human being I’d ever met. Other people may have thought differently, but I always saw the kindness in him, he’d give a complete stranger the shirt off his back, even if he didn’t have another to wear for himself. He was an artist, a musician, never a fighter. He couldn’t stand to get in any kind of confrontation with anyone; however, he did love messing with people. I would love for everyone to remember him for who and what he truly was- not who his addiction forced him to be. I believe he would want the same for me if our situation had been reversed, and it very easily could have been.

Aaron was my closest friend, even before he became my significant other. In a perfect world, he would’ve been my better half, the yang to my yin.  He knew me better than anyone ever has, and probably ever will. He called me Hank, and I called him Hero. I miss that, I miss him saying ‘Hey Hank’ or “Goodnight Hank” and “I love you Hank, it’ll be okay”. It’s insane, how much hell we went through together and how much hell we put one another through, and I still love him more than anything, and I would give anything to see him again. To feel him wrap his arms around me, or lay beside me snuggled up watching Criminal Minds. He gave me shelter, love, hope, and a feeling that I belonged.

I find peace knowing that he’s not battling with this horrible disease that so many of us have anymore. The fight is up for him, he is finally free.