AC came back tonight.
He has cried himself to sleep in my arms tonight at 9.30pm eventually.
He has lost the man he wanted to be, the man he loves, the role model he respected and needed in his life.
He has lost the man who taught him to ask for help even if he looked busy.
He has lost the man who played with him, who carried him when he was bleeding, even though R's shoulders and knees were sore from physio.
He has lost the man who disciplined him firmly but with gentleness and care and such love.
These are only a few pictures, but they love each other so much, it's breaking AC's heart that R is gone.
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