"with a little help"

Ringo couldn't hold a tune, and John and Paul wrote a song that was basically only one or two notes, just for him to sing. Some people say that it was mocking, and some people say that it is a tribute to what a tonedeaf man can achieve with the help of his friends. Whatever motivated them, it was a yet another beatles hit.

In my life, I have been surrounded by people. Some of them really cared about me, and some of them used me for what I had to offer. I offer tribute to a person who is perhaps the best of all of them.

There has been only one person who heard me scream within my own skull over the babbling rapids of the world around us. There has been only one person that was prepared to listen to me talk when I had nothing to say, who stopped to help me up when I was knocked down in the rush. No matter what language I spoke in he heard me, no matter where I need to be he would take me there. And no matter how I fell apart, he was always there to help me put myself back together or at least take me home so I could mend in my own time. He made me laugh when I thought the world would end, and travelled with me to worlds of my own creation, when I could not promise that I knew the way home. He let me scream at him, ignore him, judge him, and he never looked at me as less. He filed the edge of my claws of rage, and let me air all of my grievances safely. He never looked down at me, and he never treated me as though I was unintelligent or unstable, even when I was those things. He helped me to find the song that is me. And then he let me go when I found my wings.

I owe a tribute to this man for the friend he has been to me, and an appology that this tribute has been so long in coming, when I should have told him every day how important he was in my grand scheme of things. Without him I would not be who I am, and I thank him for being who he is, despite any pressure to change. May your life be filled with love, my friend, you deserve nothing less.

Thank you Adam.