I know I have posted this song before. You simply cannot imagine how it kills me, on so many levels.
The wife and I went through living hell when we first met. It was love at first sight, and we fought it. I was in the process of an ugly divorce, and frightened of the feelings this woman brought out in me that I had never felt before.
The wife was married to a millionaire, and took the vows she had made very seriously.
You can't imagine it. I wouldn't want you to. Just listen to the song, and you'll get an idea.
We'd come together, and then she'd tear us apart, due to her sense of duty, and then she'd be drawn back to me, and then it would happen all over again. And I would listen to this song over and over, as I lay near comatose on the floor, heartsick and moaning. For days.
You can die of a broken heart, and I nearly did.
And I didn't even know I had one.
And I would eventually get up and drown my sorrow in drunken debauchery, and extra shifts at work. And woe be unto any fool who crossed my path. And I bicycled 35 miles a day. Full out. Tears streaming back into my ears.
And then, one day, she called me. Her husband had taken her to many different decadent places. He knew what he had, knew what was going on, and wanted to keep her. His most prized possession.
And now she was mine. She told me so, there, over the phone, and asked when we could meet. I had just finally gotten visitation with my kids, and was taking them to the skating rink that evening. I told her to meet me there.
She did. And it was no longer a dream.
She is my reality.