You Seemed So Desperate, Like You Might

Passion Can Quickly Slip To Jealousy, Or Even Hatred.

I Worried She Might Spend An Afternoon Chatting With Me About The Sights And Then Wish Me Best Of Luck.

Seeing Him Again After So Long Awakened Something Inside Me. I Was Surprised To Find Myself Feeling Sad Rather Than Joyful, As I Would Have Imagined.

From This Experience, I Understood The Danger Of Focusing Only On What Isn't There. What If I Came To The End Of My Life And Realized That I'd Spent Every Day Watching For A Man Who Would Never Come To Me? What An Unbearable Sorrow It Would Be, To Realize I'd Never Really Tasted The Things I'd Eaten, Or Seen The Places I'd Been, Because I'd Thought Of Nothing But The Chairman Even While My Life Was Drifting Away From Me. And Yet If I Drew My Thoughts Back From Him, What Life Would I Have? I Would Be Like A Dancer Who Had Practiced Since Childhood For A Performance She Would Never Give.

All At Once I Felt So Vain, Like A Girl Posturing For The Crowds As She Walks Along, Only To Discover The Street Is Empty.