I wish you'd disappear

I dreamed about you last night...we were in a play together again. I think it was Sleepy Hollow again...We were talking again...like we used to. Do you remember? You probably don't. Do you talk to her like you used to talk to me? I wonder...
Anyway, in my dream, you told me that you don't think I'm beautiful anymore. You said I've lost my spark that I used to have. Well, what do you think happened to it, huh? Don't you think that maybe you had something to do with it?? I don't know...maybe I'm overreacting. That's generally what I do when it comes to you anyway...but I think you had a hand in making me the bitter cynic that I am today. So why do I still love you? I have no idea. You weren't anything spectacular. But what we had was spectacular...you never forget your first love, so I'm told