I understand you
I just want you to know that I'm here.
I'm all ears, and all yours.
There's nothing else occupying the space between my eyes and the back of my head.
It's only you, and whatever you're telling me, doing with me.
Because if we're not 100% with each other, why bother wasting time in this short life?
I just want you to know that I've been there too.
I understand you.
I understand the pain you've been through.
All the regrets, and all the lessons you've been blessed with.
I won't judge you, and I will try my best to empathize.
Because if I'm not open to learning about your life, why bother participating in it at all?
I just want you to know that I'll be here.
I may be busy.
I may have things to do.
But I promise, if I see you, you'll have my genuine, honest presence.
I will be ready to hear about your sorrows, laugh at your silliness, and opine on your deepest thoughts.
Because if we can't be real with each other, get the fuck out of my face before I expose you.