I let you take control...

Simply put, he was the one who had to put up with me. With my whims, mood swings, annoying habits, intensity of being and overall melancholy that seems to be unusual even for the most severe of loners. That he does so with love and patience and encouragement, with a smile on his face and unrelenting resolve in his eyes, instead of strangling me, throwing my remains into a wood chipper, and then pretending he had never been intertwined with me at all is a testament to the fact that he is, in fact, the single best person I know.