One of the greatest loves of my life, an incredibly sexy wild man who predictably drank himself to death, nicknamed me Melissa. We were always on the move in those days and it was on a road trip back to the big rez from California when the song came on. He told me that no matter where he was or what he was doing, I'd always be his sweet Melissa. Forever after, that's what he called me. That song punches me in the gut every time I hear it even though he's long dead. Being with him was a raw, rough ride worth every minute.
