Tell me a story. 

Tell me how it all happened. 

Tell me how you got where you are, what you love the most about it all and what you regret. 

Tell me what you think about when you close your eyes at night, and what helps you get out of bed in the morning. 

Tell me about the people you love, what you learned from them, and the special times you had. 

Tell me about where it hurts and when it bothers you, about the situations that shaped your heart and the losses that grew you.

I want to know.

Yes, I really want to know.

Try me. I haven’t run away from the terrors of the world I haven’t lost the appreciation for your perspective though it’s most likely different from mine.

The only way I can share life is if you tell me.

So tell me.