If i could give you one thing , i wish for you the ability to see yourself as others see you.
Then you would realize what a truly special person you are.
We call that person who has lost his father an orphan, a widower that man who has lost his wife. but that man who has known the immense unhappiness of losing a friend, by what name do we call him? here every language is silent and holds its peace in impotence.