I stand frozen here as the wormhole shuts down, shocked and grieving. Confused.
Why would I mourn for someone I never knew?
Because I thought I knew him.
Because he taught me so much.
Because he was family.
Because he was everything to me.
That night at his house I needed to see for myself. Needed to try to get to the root of what had upended his very core.
I thought I was the only one who could figure him out.
I learned how very wrong I was.
Today, a stranger walked up the ramp.
He never looked back.