A Mid-Day Meal

I want to get inside your head and see the real you. I want you to look into my eyes and tell me what you are thinking. I do not want to lose you but but I do not want to lose myself in you. I am who I am. I'm messy and clumsy and opinionated. I have nothing to offer you except what you see here. This is it. I have me. I don't care about things or "stuff" or superfluous bullshit. None of that is real. All I care about is the "real". I do not know if that is good enough or will ever be enough for you. I want to just be.