He couldn’t give up. That was just the type of person he was. He put his heart in everything he loved and everyone he loved. He felt for everything and everyone.He found vulnerability to be liberating. He knew how to love better than anyone else I knew. He left his soul in everyone he encountered. He forgave endlessly and hurt immensely. He was the type of person who didn’t know how to give up on you. He memorized your face and remembered every memory. He just had this ability to love without expecting it to be reciprocated. That’s just who he was and not even all the hurt could change that.