They meet when the were 7. Feli's mom told him to go himself some friends, so he went out and talk to kids in his new neighborhood. He met another little boy called Harrie. They played tag a lot and Harrie was usually it and chased Feli all the time and they had a great time. The world was big, but to the pair of 7-year-olds they were bigger. They kept pushing each other as far as they would go and for a while life was good, but when they were 11 Feli's mom left and Feli stayed with his in the same house that seemed a bit too big and a bit too quite. Feli's dad told him to find a wife so he wouldn't be lonely. The next day he went to Harrie and asked, "Will you marry me?" Harrie was confused and concerned. "Why" he pondered Feli replied "My dad is sad. He doesn't play the piano anymore. I don't wanna be like that. He was happy when he was with mama so being with someone must make you happy." The next day the 2 boys had a marriage ceremony. As Feli grew he wanted to make things, so he painted not for the glory that was boring, but for the only ones who really knew him, the ones who love him. Before Feli finished high school Harrie left leaving a hole in Feli, but it got worse when he had to go to the funeral. There was a bad accident and Harrie was in it. Feli cried and only drew rabbits. Nothing else. When he was 20 he met Ludwig, who looked surprisingly like Harrie. He also met Kiku a quite and smart man. He kept his loss a secret until one day when the sun was rising in a deserted part of town he told them. They became his best friends and they were always with him and some other guys who were in favor of whatever crazy idea they were doing. Feli was painting everything his friends did. Soon they'd be 30. Feli's painting have been sold and they've seen the world and they're still looking but at every step he remembers a little boy, his first friend who was closer than a brother to him. Feli had married Ludwig and they had adopted kids who Feli told stories to and showed his paintings. Most of their friends were still with them, but some like Alfred and Gilbert were still seeking glory. Feli was still sorry that he had to leave Harrie behind and visited his grave often. Soon he'll be 60 years old. His dad got 61. Feli thought back on his life and smiled he remembered when he wrote a letter to Harrie's dad explaining how great his son was, Feli wasn't sure if he should have wrote it, but he was glad he did when he saw how happy the man was he also remembered all his pain and that made his life better than what it could be. Feli wondered if he would have grandkids to bore him with their stories. As he lied in a hospital bed he thought back to when he was 7 and his mom told him to go make some friends. It was the best decision of his life because even though he may of have lost his first love he still knew love at such a young age.