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When I moved in with Huw, we were strangers. But after a few late nights of comparing drinking bruises and women scars, we weren't.
One night he told me about the time he was burgled when he lived in Manchester. They sat him in the corner, facing the wall and held a gun to the back of his head and they took everything, furniture, electricals, keepsakes - the lot.
When they left he felt so relieved to just be alive, he didn't care about what was stolen. In fact, it made him feel free of the baggage of possessions and life's paraphernalia.
So now he gives his things away. The last time we met up, he gave me his favourite shoes because he knew I liked them.
They don't fit me anymore, but I keep them in the bottom of my wardrobe to remind me that life isn't about things, it's about people.
Stories from the
Streets of Cardiff - this film was made as part of a
Digital Storytelling workshop run by BBC Wales.
