Useless. . .

It's what I feel like.

I don't know. I want to be there for him, but I don't know how. I never really been on this end before. Ya know...like the listener. I don't know. I knew from the beginning that maybe I'd be in that position. I just wish I knew what to do.

But then there's nothing I can really do but be there for him when he needs me. And he probably won't need me and that's totally fine. I just want to make sure he's okay. I didn't realize how much I actually cared for him.

Right now...I don't think words could really describe what's going on in my head. Words are nothing right now. . .