Trying

I respect our friendship because you tell me that you cannot repeat for me an entire conversation you had, 
for parts were private, and only meant for you to hear. I respect this because I love so dearly when a 
person says, "I thought about what you said", totally unprovoked and honest. Because you tell me 
that you will walk me to my car, though don't want me to leave, because in my car I am 
comfortable enough to turn on music, the same music I was listening before 
you got in my car. I respect you, not because you tell me 
that we think of things differently than 
anyone we know, but because maybe we do.

"I am not saying that I am mature, 
but I am trying."