There I was, a typical weekend at the halfway house..we went to see a show. Matt and I got into one of our famous fights so I told him to stay that I would leave. I was a mess, tear stained and mascara running down my face. He pulled up next to me not even two blocks away from the house. In his Honda Accord lx, it was packed. He asked if I was okay, I lied...feebly I might add, he seen right through it. Asked if I needed a ride and told me where they were headed, he lived only one neighborhood over from me and didn't mind driving me wherever I needed it. He knew I needed him that night and I remember thinking if there was a god then he put us together on purpose. That night begun the most beautiful friendship I would ever have. I will never be the same because of you John I love you. ...Until we meet again...I count the days -Cole