When I recall the time I told you I would never have any regrets in my life. Now I regret; that I never saw you as often as I could or that I didn’t stay in contact as much as I should of; or that I ever took you up on the offer to just spend the day together doing nothing. That you were always there, even if just in the background in case I should ever need you. You were selfless to care and there will never be anyone who will know me or understand me better then you do. When I heard today I went home and dug out my diary. I turned to that Saturday back in February 2004 and I read everything you ever told me. Right up until the last time I saw you and you knew there was something wrong but I wouldn’t say. I felt ashamed to even confide in you and now I never can; I regret.