It's about being YOU.
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letscreatesomething-beautiful:

Can I tell you a secret, and will you keep it to yourself,

Or should I go confide with someone else?

Can I lean on your shoulder, and have you hold me tight,

Or should I find somewhere else to go spend the night?

Can I tell you my true fears and have you tell me yours in return

Or should these fears just be left unheard?

Will you read this poem and know it’s about you,

Or will you let me fade into your memory—becoming someone you knew?

halteclere:

Charlotte Brontë, “Evening Solace”

halteclere:

Charlotte Brontë, “Evening Solace”

Silly me…
Will you kiss me, goodnight?