Yeah, Kings of Leon is my favorite band.

You asked me about things that I cared about. You asked me about these things at 3AMs and 5AMs, at times where people are their loneliest and most vulnerable. You asked me about these things that I cared about to show that you care(d) about me. So, I spilled my guts like spilling coffee on yourself on a Monday morning--fast and mostly unintentionally. I told you these things in confidence and with confidence, you ridiculed me in later conversations. 

You asked me about things that I cared about. 

To validate your ego and (nowhere needed) opinion's existence.