*He* was recently kicked out of his mother's house due to conflict with his dad. Now he is homeless and I feel so worthless because I don't have a home for him to stay nor car or money to come get him.
When he called me last night to tell me the news, I started to cry. Then he hitched-hiked his way here at campus to spend the night with me. The next day, I cried even harder and he told me that it was going to be okay and that he was a strong person. He even told me that he has dreams about me. . .
I hope that he will be okay and that he has somewhere warm to sleep, with food, and good thoughts on his mind.
He did say that I was of help these past few weeks and that does make me feel a bit better, but I wish I could be more of help.
I'm not sure why I cried for him, was it because I truly cared about him and that I felt bad or because deep down I might love him?
I miss him already and I wish he would call me so that I know he's okay. . .
Lady FOS Community Member 
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