we lost a friend 3 years ago to AIDS. We'd known him for 10 years and he sort of acted like he was our son. It was very hard to accept the fact that he died so young. It's an old feeling, a feeling old feeling that is terrible.
On the other hand, he accomplished much after starting from so little. Even though he's dead now, he's still an inspiration to me. I hope that you have some solace about your friend, and I'm sorry that you lost him. I hope that you can forgive his friend for what he did. He probably loved him in his own way but was too weak to do the right thing.
{{{{Brandi}}}}