In all honesty, I still don't get it why of all people you chose to tell me those things. We're not practically close but we're not strangers either. You tell me things that you should have told your best friend, and yes  we're far from being considered close friends. I'm quite flattered and riddled every time you open up. Or maybe you just need someone to talk to. I can feel you and know where you're coming from. Sometimes it's easier to open up with strangers, someone who knows nothing about the situation. An outsider who cares. Is that even possible? Hell yeah.

Don't worry dear, your secrets are safe with me. I promise not to tell a single soul, cause you made me swear in secrecy :)