He was my first true love, I was starried eyed over him. He was the one I loved the deepest, and he was the first true love of my soul, that took my heart and smashed it to pieces. We had great passion together, passion for the blues, I would listen to him beat out a funky rythym on the drums, forever, I encourgaged him above all else. And I was overwhelmed with joy, the first time he got up the nerve, to actually sing in public. He was well known in the Fort Collins underground music scene. The guy who couldnt read a lick of music, but could beat out any Rush song perfectly. I admired him, and I loved him to the moon and back. We shared our love of the blues, classic cars, Indian motorcycles, and dragoon tattoos. We had our ups and downs, but we loved hard! We loved deep, and life was full of passion, and many friends. He was my first and last regret. I have not loved that freely since, and very sure I will never again. It is true of highly passionate, creative, free souls.....the relationship couldnt sustain it self. We were both on fire, all the time. I never Stopped loving you Scott Oakland, and I never will. I was proud to be your wife.....as we built a Stairway to Heaven......all I ever wanted for you after the divorce was to be happy, I hope you were............Catcha on the other side, sweet man, I love you woodburybulletin/content/scott-oakland-49
Posted on: Thu, 05 Jun 2014 22:47:34 +0000
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