Man In Love - Age 56

I thought I could never love anyone ever again after Karla died in that car crash. The stupid drunk driver never saw me coming after that happened. He was about to speed off after the hit, but before he could, I had punched through the window and knocked out a couple of the guys teeth. Those were the good old days, when I could still make a man cry. But that was 25 years ago and now I am sitting in Le Me Rouse with the prettiest woman I ever thought possible. I am not the type to care about that though. I am over the days when a girl only got a second glance if she had a figure. What I really love is that she gets the thought of Karla out of my head when I am with her. Sure if there is 3 ice cubes in the cup, I immediately think of how that was her favorite number, or if we pass a guy wearing a Polo shirt I remember how she loved when I wore those. But when I look up into Elizabeth's eyes, it all melts away, and when she touches me, I fall in love all over again. I do wish that Karla was still alive, but these past few months have been the happiest I've had in years.