There was something about his low, soothing voice
The gentle way he spoke to me,
His soft voice barely breaking the quiet of that small, dimly lit space
Not telling me what I should be doing instead of hiding
The way he seemed to almost understand what I was going through
I don't know, there was something about him in that moment
That made me feel like I could trust him with anything,
Made me believe that he was someone really worth talking to,
Or at least listening to.

5/4/2019