I'm waiting for you to be soft. I don't need you to show me your battle wounds or your trophies. I don't need you to be a successful man or a man of bold, brave stories, I don't need you to run laps around me or say beautiful, elaborate words or take me to expensive places. I want you to slow your world down and sit in front of me honestly, to expose even a tiny corner of a chamber of your heart, to tell me something you're afraid of. Put on a show and I will give you polite applause; offer a fraction of your heart and maybe we'll discover what great legs this could actually have.