Oh yes I know they say they tried to help him, but did they really? Did they?

He was different, that they all knew and because of his uniqueness he was never understood, not by them anyway. It was a catastrophe, chaos; no one knew what they were doing. They sent them in yes, but they weren't trained paramedics, just men on horseback playing at being doctors. Clueless, utterly clueless.

I've never loved anyone like that before, he was a one off, and there'll never be another like him. They said we were mismatched, not right for each other, but we were soul mates I know that now.

But God he makes me so mad, why did he do it? I can't understand, someone like him, so kind, so good, so much to offer. I know he wasn’t much to look at and I’ll never forgive myself for not being there, surely someone like him with a near porcelain exterior, should never ever have climbed up and sat on that bloody wall.

But that was my Humpty for you; he dared to go where angels feared to tread.