
For seven years, I have been unable to get inside L's mind. To me, she remains an enigma. I have, from time to time, been able to predict her behavior. On occasion, she and I will see eye to eye. Once in a while I can even convince her that she might see things my way.
For the most part, L is dancing to her own tune.
For seven years now, L has been growing, moving, pushing limits and living each moment like she owns it.
I love my L... though she doesn't really feel like mine; I think that I might belong to her.
