You see, I loved him.
We were not lovers although in the earlier days we came close.
I didn't love him like a brother or son either.
We were more than and sometimes less than best friends.
We were not what you would call soul mates either.
We were just too people who in this crazy world ended up working in the same company and were pushed and drawn together at every conceivable point until suddenly I loved him.
You see I live for my work and so did he.
And in many ways perhaps that's why.
His life revolved around the office. So did mine.
We were technically the only two people in this life.
Just Lockhart & Gardner.
He breathed this air, the same air as me, the air that we lived for.
It will never be the same.
I sit here long after everyone else has left. I don't know why I'm here.
That's a lie I do.
I don't want to leave him. I feel as if he's here. He'll always be here. If ghosts exist, I know he would want to be here.
He'd be sitting back with a glass of bourbon watching us all, with a smirk.
I can visualise him, looking at me knowing that he was the only other one who knew what all this was about.
That's why I know, that whilst I mourn him, whilst, I sob uncontrollably, I know that as long as I am in these walls, He'll still be here. He'll still be with me.
And we'll have the best god damned law firm in America.
Because we're the best, Will Gardner. Together, we are the best.
You will live on Will Gardner.
I love you.