I tried. You were a really good friend. I miss you. I want things to be ok. But I can't always have what I want. In fact you taught me that. Sometimes it's not meant to be. Sometimes, it's not right. Whatever happens now, I leave in your hands. I hope you are well. Take care. I still worry. I'm still concerned. Even though we hardly speak. I may not agree with some of the things you say but all the same, I can understand where you're coming from. Shouldn't that be enough?