I couldn't tell you why he was the way he was, but for the short time I have known him I've learned who he is. He was gorgeous; the kind of beautiful you read about in romance novels. I met him some time ago on a cold evening. From the moment I saw him he intrigued me. I had spent that night wondering who he was, what he did with his life, how he thought.  He was a mystery to me, and that was what attracted me to him. For the majority of that night I could discover very little about him. I had only known what others had told me, but I knew I had to find out for myself. Later on that evening I had gotten the opportunity to speak with him and through that I had learned what a kindred spirit he was. He had an outlook on the world that many had lost over the years. He still had that childlike wonder but also knew the pain the world could bring on someone like that. As we sat and spoke I learned of his life and how he had chosen to live it. I learned of his wants and needs, the things he favored, and the things he despised. As morning came to be I learned of his gentleness, his kind heart, and his warm embrace. After that night I had not seen him for some time, not until recently. Soon he was a regular in my life, and as we continued on I learned more. He spoke to me of his heartache, his pain, and his love. Throughout that time I was privileged to enjoy his many talents and his intelligence. We spoke of many things, some irrelevant and some deep. He opened up to me more and our friendship had gotten more in depth. As a man he was the prime example of what a man should be. As a person he was divine. His soul was one no other could compare to. His eyes were warm and welcoming. No matter what pain or obstacle he had to suffer, he kept his head up and his heart pure. The man I had gotten to know was deep, caring, knowledgeable, and most of all beautiful inside and out. This is the man I have chosen to keep in my life. This is the man I met on that cold evening and this is the man I love.