My boys, my men. My beautiful beautiful men. Gone. I've had my last meal. I've had my last date. My last kiss. It's the end of an era. I had 7 and then I had none. They were each so beautiful and vibrant in their own right. Trying to find joy or happiness in their lives, trying to learn, trying to love, trying to give. Some wonderful examples of humanity at its finest. I want nothing but good and beautiful things for every single one of them. They have given me such beautiful experiences, let me feel such deep feelings, showed me parts of myself that I never knew were there. I don't regret a single moment spent with any of them. May God bless them all. And may I meet and love many more incredible people in my future. I am the lover of humanity.