I found my soulmate dying in our hallway August 6th 2008. He had overdosed on $40.00 worth of heroin. He had recently got out of prison in June of 2008. He overdosed 3 days after his release. Luckily his friend found him. He checked into rehab 2 days later. He got out on July 22nd. Two weeks and a day is all I had with him. I found him after I got off workaround 10:30 P.m. He was purple and breathing very hard. Blood was coming out of his ear. He wasn't responding to anything. I called 911 and when they arrived they gave him a shot of Narcon and I heard Mike fighting with them. That was the ONLY time he showed any sign of life. I honestly thought he was gonna survive. At 2 a.m. the doctor said he would be dead in 10 minutes. His mom was asking to pull the plug now why wait. I screamed no and he fought until 5:53 A.M. the doctor was even surprised that his vitals were changing. There was no brain activity he would be brain dead and a vegetable if he survived. It was heartbreaking to let him go but but it would have been worse to let him live. His mom was such a witch. She buried him without telling me or any of his friends. She too was a serious drug addict. She chose drugs over him when he was 12 and gave custody to social services. I've never tried heroin and am terrified to due to this experience. He tried to stop but always admitted that he loved Heroin and loved the way it made him feel. Many have described the feeling as being kissed by God "Michael Anthony Williams 1977-2008"
Since the first time I laid eye's on you in June of 1998 and July of 2008 when we started our life together and until the day I see you again not a day has or will that I don't think of YOU.