One of my good friends from high school and I ended our friendship because of a girl. Later she turned out to be bi-s***** and preferred to be with other women. Shortly after high school he had joined the Air Force and was sent out for deployment. When he came back we saw each other a few times but never really got back to how things were. No apologies were ever made, and it was semi-awkward whenever we were around each other.

He ended up volunteering again for active duty and was deployed to Afghanistan. It was during this time that he was killed in action. It was a horrible tragedy for our town and ecspecially so for the ones that knew him.

I regret almost everyday not telling him how I really felt. How I wanted things to be back to normal. How I wanted us to be friends again. And how I was very proud of his bravery and support for this country.

Now I cannot.