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i should listen more

it's comforting.
you're comforting.

we sit in the back seat, two in front, and you're whispering are you okay? because it's so obvious something is wrong. i tell you what i've been telling everyone else: i don't know. because i don't. sort of. you were exactly right when you said i think you think you know what's wrong, but you're not sure why it's bothering you.

& so you call me & we talk for about an hour about everything & nothing, & your little black book, & i don't know but you seem to make me feel better, ending the conversation with don't worry so much...

i only mean i'm glad you're there for me.