[Rain Man]

I met her in February, and we knew that our time together was limited. She was moving in August, so our romance was merely meant to be a spring fling. But love blossomed in those rainy days of April, and our summer was spent frolicking in fields of daisies, running towards each other in slow motion. As the time came for her to leave, our eyes locked, and we knew we would be together forever unless for some reason Bruce Springsteen also fell in love with her, in which case she would leave me in a heartbeat, but at least was honest about it.

We got engaged in late summer, probably five months after we ment, and she left me temporarily, going to her new city while I finished up business in the old city. The plan was for me to arrive a year later, sweep her off her feet like Richard Gere and that woman in that movie where he's wearing the white navy uniform, and get married then. However, I got laid off and I had nowhere else to go, nowhere else to go, so I moved there early and we lived together for about four months while we made the wedding arrangements, which were actually pretty easy since we had a three-person wedding.

And the rest is history.