Epitaph of him,Eulogy through my eyes

This is the way of the tomorrow's end.how proud I am to have been their with you till the end. I wish i could say more thing but it just can't seem to process, a thought in my mind tells me i know all your likes, dislikes,your quirks,your moves, the way you laugh the way you smile, you say you never cry, you never show your anger just release it from another side. Is someone less of a man if they show emotions is being a man that important?To withhold to conserve, its all i really knew of him, always closed always inside his own mind,always always convoluted but always homogeneous.I have two ears, i have four minds, i have a heart, all we need...is for your story to be told.