he came into my life by accident in the fall of 06, and really never left. i was pretty deep into depression at the time, and i kind of cast him - and everyone else i met - aside. a year later, by some strange fluke, we started dating. it was about 6 months into the relationship before either of us - him also a victim of depression - would start opening up. i remember some of the first few major talks we had. the shit i'd been through, he had too ironically. the feelings, he knew what i meant.

over the past 6 months, we've had a bit of a switch. his depression is back with a vengeance. but now, when he tells me things he doesn't think anyone is going to get, i do. it just takes that one person. believe it. it'll probably be someone you never expect.