Ourstoryhasbeen a lovelystory. I firstsawherwhenshewaseightyearsoldandherbrotherbecamemybestfriend.
Wegrewuptogetherandaswegrewup, yeahshewasthere.
And I knewthatsheusedtostareatmewhen I wasplayingfootywithherbrotherandanotherfriendandwhenweusedtoridebikesandshekeptstaringatme, but I wasn't interested.
I wasseventeen, shewassixteen. I sawherdolledup, dressedupandshehadan A-linedresson, andBOOMitwasgone.
Shewastheoneformethen, absolutely.
Whenwefirststarteddating, I usedtoridemybikefromwhere I livedtowhereshewas, andthatwasaboutfivekilometerson a Saturdayafternoonbecauseitwastheonlychancewehadtogettogether.
anditwashairwashdayforher. Andsheused a specialcreaminherhairforshampooand I canstillsmellit, becausethatsmellwassoparticularsonice, Itwasjustabsolutelyspecial.
Wehad a bikeand I usedtorideeverywhereonmybikeandthenGladhad a bikeaswellandweput a babychaironthefrontofherbikeandsowecarriedourbabiesaroundonthebikewithheraswell.
Yeahbike's beenpartofourlives, and I guessthathassomethingtodowithusnow.
Aroundabout 2004-5, I begantonoticethattherewerethingsgoingwrong.