I thought of you with love today, But that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, And days bfore that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories, And your picture in a frame. Your memory is my keepsake, With which I'll never part. Heaven has you in its keeping, I have you in my heart. Thank you, Mojo. It was a privilege to know you, to live with you, just to be with you. One of your many, many gifts was to bring people together who actually would never have met each other in their entire lives. How else would I, a 20-year old German, meet a bunch of Britons, Scots, Irishmen, South-Africans, Koreans, Americans, whatsoever with such a huge age spectrum? You have been able to touch just everyone. And then you managed to bring out just the best in every single one of us regardless of our origin and age. I appreciate every minute and second I had with you showing me how to love without any conditions. So there has eventually been a way for you to leave this place we are living in, but a way out of my heart and mind is nowhere to be found. And, needless to say, your incredible smile and laughter, which has always made my day no matter what, will remain as my sweetest memory. Liebe dich!