It's horrible to lose someone so close. When I was 26 my best friend in the world died. No one knows what happened. He went to bed one night and just didn't wake up. He wasn't a drug user, he was in good health and the autopsy showed nothing. I was completely devastated. It wasn't fair that his life was taken. I was so, so angry. A lady I worked with who had lost her son told me that the pain of losing someone that close to you never goes away, it will always hurt like hell.myou just learn to live with it and do the best you can to preserve their memory. I got a tattoo for him as well, a large winged lion up the side of my rip cage wrapped up in Nordic knotwork. I have 22 tattoos. Each one I got for a certain reason, they're kind of like a visual diary of things I've been through.