“We had a beautiful relationship, only a couple of years, but he was a man who was completely full of joy, and there was a lot of laughing and affection. He was really a very special soul. … [Heath was such] a great actor, but I know there was so much more to come. It’s such a tragedy for his little daughter.”
By a show of hands, who remembers that Naomi and Heath hooked up for a long period of time? Because they apparently did. And I don’t know where I was during that time (oh, wait … it says that they were in a relationship from 2002-2004, and those were probably some of my blurriest years; it’s NO WONDER I missed something that cool), but I apparently missed it.
Anyway, Naomi spouts the normal “gone too soon” business about Heath (which is totally true, don’t get me wrong), but all I can think about is how jealous I am of these gorgeous women who had the pleasure of spending extended periods of time in Heath’s presence. He was always a favorite of mine, always in my top three favorite Hollywood men with regard to looks, demeanor, and talent, and he’s always dated some of the nicest girls, even if some of them want to write love letters for a living instead of acting. I mean, that just sounds to me like someone’s been in too many romance films. As if that crap even happens in real life, jeesh.
