I Want To Know You…

I want to know you. And I want to be known.
Known for who I am on the inside instead of who you see on the outside.
And the same about you.
Known in a sense that you ask about more than where I work, where I went to school, and how old my children are. Known in a sense that you understand where my passion sleeps, what keeps me awake in star-filled hours and why my dreams are so.
And I want to know the same about you.
Known in a sense that when you walk away from me, you can say “She is that kind of person,” and use exquisitely true words to describe who I really am. Because you listened. And I listened to you. And my words will also ring with the sweet nectar of authenticity when your name comes to me again.
Let’s not do that thing that I am so tired of doing. Let’s not surround ourselves with the vapor of meaningless conversation that will eventually settle to the floor and disappear into a shade of cloudy dust long after our footsteps are gone.

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This reminded me of one of my favorite love songs…