Last night I was looking at this portrait while I listened to "Moon River" (Morrissey's version). It hit me just how good I had it. Jen was so damn cool. She believed in me, even when I didn't. She picked me up when I was down, and never held it over my head. She just wanted me to believe in myself and follow my dreams.
I know I was lucky to have been Loved like this in my lifetime, but it still hurts like hell.