“The moment I met her, saw her, heard her voice, ect., I fell in love.” I used to dismiss that until I actually felt it. I met Alicia through a mutual friend on one of her trips down to Brooklyn. I remember we met at a friends apartment and I took them to a thrift store. I was instantly attracted to her, that goes without saying. She went to a fitting room to try on a bunch of clothes. I remember she tried on this oversized white creamy sweater. She came out and asked how it looked, and that was it. I just remember being floored. She was so sweet and beautiful in that sweater. I told myself she was it, and that I’d marry this girl.
She was dating someone at the time, but it was rocky. I sound selfish, but I wanted her for myself. If someone wasn’t treating her right, he didn’t deserve her. So that’s what I did. I treated her like I did nobody before her.
Right now I know she’s sleeping in our bed, with our puppy in our apt, and I miss the hell out of her. But, she supports me and what I do so I am happy. I miss her, but I take her everywhere with me, so while others can sometimes feel lonely on tour, in a way I don’t.