What are your fears? he asked
I want to know who you are.
You, I almost whispered back
For wanting to know me this way.
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What are your fears? he asked
I want to know who you are.
You, I almost whispered back
For wanting to know me this way.
So true! I complain about meaningless conversations about the weather…right until someone starts unloading their sorrows on me, then I’m like, “How about this weather?”
Precisely! It’s so hard sometimes to be transparent.