There are many people in life that we are destined to meet. These meetings vary, whether its a second, or a lifetime, we never know. All that is sure is that in that exact moment at that perfect time and place they were, or said, or did exactly what we needed. Though those times often leave such an impact in our lives that we often find ourselves going back just to remind ourselves that it really happened, and to remember what it was exactly that you were looking for all along. I know when I think back to him and our time together I always come back with some new revelation that had been staring me in the face the whole time. It's almost comical how often I sneak back to my memories, even now, just to see how his words apply to the situations I get myself into. He didn't know all the answers, but looking back my suspicion grows more and more that he was actually a fortune teller, giving me free reading because he knew my dense self wouldn't be able to see it otherwise. There is always some new to learn about our times together, those brief encounters, comfortable silences, heated talks, heart to hearts, anything that we did together, anytime I spent with him. He was perfect for the time that he was in my life, because even now he still gives me the obvious answers, as if his ghost was in the standing behind me with that slight twitch in his brows that if you didn't look closely enough you'd miss. He wasn't what wanted at the time, but he's everything that I needed now. There are no amount of thank yous, prayers, offerings, anything I could give to show my appreciation. So I do what I know he would see as best, I carry on.