enough about me, tell me about you

she liked

to talk about herself.

she was the main

character in a Charles Dickens

novel.

i preferred to listen.

she'd say,

so what about you? enough

about me.

i'd shrug and tell her,

truthfully, there's nothing

really much to say.

so she'd once more take the reins

and ramble on.

i learned a long time

ago,

that people like you better

if they

don't know

anything about you.

it's best to keep it that way.