August 12, 2003
You're so brilliant you had me dazzled, at your feet, for a long time. The problem is that now you don't know me at all. I let you have all the room you needed to play with your charm, at the expense of any room I needed to be who I am. You barely know the sound of my voice, let alone the thoughts in my head. But I'm not blaming you; it's not your fault I fell under a spell you don't even know you're casting. I'm old enough to know that conversations either go both ways, or die.