I'm reading Derek Jarman's last journals, Smiling in Slow Motion, which is all about making art and love and life in the face of death. It reads sometimes like a letter from another world.
The last words he wrote before he died were "HB true love"; HB is Kevin Collins, his partner. Reading it, you ask yourself what it must have felt like to be on the other side of that love story.
Here's the story of how they met.