Saturday, April 21, 1984

It's funny to remember, but I was jealous of Love. I knew that I didn't have any reason to be. Other women in cars, offices and everywhere would do a double-take of him, even though he might be holding my hand at the time in plain view. Women literally stared at him 'til they finally realized that I was watching them. He was gorgeous! We looked good together walkin', as the saying goes. Men have always done double-takes of me, but it was odd to have the shoe on the other foot. Women even asked him out when I was with him, and they knew that I was with him. I remember how well Love and I danced together. I always know that he would never leave me unless I wanted him to leave, and then he would have come back many times to see if I had changed my mind. Love was not only beautiful, he was smart in ways I'm not. I miss his so much at times. No one has ever loved me more.