no regrets (i guess)

So, one of the last things Juan said in one of our last phone conversations when we were breaking up was "But I don't regret nothing. Because I met a beautiful person." I THINK he was talking about me. I don't really think of Juan as a beautiful person either physically or emotionally or spiritually or whatever other cliched level of beauty exists. So I didn't say anything back. In my head I said "I do regret a lot because I met an ugly person." Really, the truth is I met a fucked up person. But I'm trying to be an optimist and look at the glass half full instead of half empty. So, let's see, "I don't regret nothing because... [come on, think, think. There has to be something.] I don't regret nothing because, I met a person who provides with lots of comedic material." There. I got it. I found the one redeeming quality about this nightmare of a relationship.