Our Love was Unique?

As I reminise about the love and life I shared with Melvin. I realize we were not the first to fall in love and we definitely will not be the last, yet in my mind I can not imagine a greater love. In high school we read and watched the story of Romeo and Juliet. My classmates seemed to care less, at the time, but I was mesmerized. To embark on a love that makes you disobey your parents and defy the naysayers who try to convince you it will never work. How can a heart be so bold?, I'd ask myself.
From the moment I laid my eyes upon Melvin, I knew I would never want or love another as deeply or as passionately, he spoke directly to my heart and the rest of me was putty in has hands. He could have misused or abused my love and adoration, instead he reciprocated with equal emotion and together we were a swirl of  beauty willing to share our joy.  Two lives trekking in black and white became high definition color. Every breath we took exhaled the air of spring and every word we uttered was a sonnet of devotion.
If I were blind folded and there were a thousand men in front of me, without hesitation, he is who I would choose. I used to tell him that often. I knew his smell and could feel his presence anytime and any place. Whitney Houston made a song, I believe is titled "Your love is My love," and in one verse she says, and I paraphrase, And if we had to live ont eh side of the road, I'd be right there with you. I would sing that part to Poo and inject, "I'll remind you why we're homeless, but if you're homeless, I'm homeless too." That's big for me, I am partial to creature comforts, thus this would be a definite sacrifice for me.
What are the odds that I would meet the man of my dreams from childhood?
When he was sixteen, I was one.
I grew up in California and Colorado, he grew up in Alabama.
He was suave and debonair,  and I was young and chunky, why would he want me? A women told him once, "When you get through playing with little girls, call me." We laughed for days at that one.
They told him, "She's too young for you." They told me, "He's too old for you?'
After we broke up they said, "Why did y'all break up, you were such a cute couple."

DON'T LISTEN TO WHAT PEOPLE SAY, FOLLOW YOUR HEART AND BE OBEDIENT TO THAT STILL SMALL VOICE, THAT IS OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN...

When we were together, no matter where we were, it felt as if there was no one else in the world, but us.
What we had was a good love, a 50/50 love. The story that best describes us is Jane Eyre by Emily Bronte.
Melvin never made my feel insignificant, insecure, inadequate, unattractive, unimportant or mondane.
He would say, "You mean the world to me and without you I would be lost. You are more than enough woman for me, your beauty and what you say excites me, delights me and I will never let you go."

Is love unique?, No. Was my love unique?, For me, yes, because it was mine, truly mine, it freed me and I shall forever have butterfly wings.

tomorrow