as i watched him walk away , i hated to admit it to myself , but i could never really let go of him either . to answer the question of why this particular memory i will shortly describe remains intact , well , it was simply the highlight of my life . but we moved together like a well-oiled machine . not wanting to put my dirty shoes on the cushions , i kick off my biker boots . she still surprised him even now , after several years as a couple . did you know hed be here ? 