Taking a trip down Memory Lane...

I just finished looking through an old backpack of mine that had old pictures like this one Dan took while on vacation in Alaska... It also had tons and tons of letters, cards, receipts, newspaper clippings, and brochures from the first couple of years of Dan and I together... I had to call him to read him a few of the letters and walk him down memory lane with me... He always tells me "I loved you so much, it hurt my heart..." there was a song out by Sting around the time we first met, and because we were both trying to be careful with our lives and hearts that we tried very hard to keep our distance as much as possible and take things slow, (which turned out to be impossible) we knew we had a long road ahead of us but we both were willing to go through the rain together... Here are the words to the song, which still "Hurts my heart..."

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I wake in pain

I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire

Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire

And in the flames

Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose

Each of her veils, a secret promise

This desert flower

No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns

This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams

This fire burns

I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain

I lift my gaze to empty skies above

I close my eyes, this rare perfume

Is the sweet intoxication of her love

Sweet desert rose

This memory of Eden haunts us all

This desert flower, this rare perfume

Is the sweet intoxication of the fall...