Seeing Jake was a little uncomfortable for her. But she did ok, they got along well. She became close friends with his wife. And I was almost jealous of Tina; they spent a lot of time together. She looked happy to me. I gave her everything she could ever need. She had maids at the house; she didn't have to move a finger. I offered to buy her new clothes or anything at all that she wanted. She didn't accept. I introduced her to a lot of her favorite artists or bands, she loved that. She became very close to a lot of them. She looked happy to me, but she wasn't.

"Hon" she told me one day "the itch is back". The itch to leave was back. I begged her not to go.

"You make me very happy; I love you I always have. I don't want to disappear this time. I will be back ". I had to let her go, money and stuff, didn't make her happy liberty did. She was a wild bird, and couldn't be caged, not even in a golden cage. I came home one day and her dirty old suit case was ready, she only took what she came with. She kissed me and left.

I was destroyed. I hated the emptiness of the house. Tina and Jake came by to see me; they found me drunk, starring at her opened closet where all the dress I had bought that she never wore were hanging. She'll be back they told. Like that was some type of consolation. I had her and didn't know how to keep her this was supposed to be our happily ever after.

Four days later, I came home and saw that beautiful dirty bag by the bedroom door. She was back I found her in the kitchen, making something awful with tofu. It was the happiest day of my life. She was there like she had never left. I thought I had lost it that I was seeing things.

She had left the apartment gotten into a bus that would take her to Texas were she planned to stay till she had enough money to go to Mexico. But halfway there she decided to come back.

"I missed you too much" she said "so I got off that bus and bought an air ticket back to you, by the way I' m broke. So I will get a job somewhere, I don't like to live like a doll in this apartment I need my independence, and no more maids they make me uncomfortable”.

Of course I agreed to everything, all I asked was that if she left again she would at least let me know were she was going to so I could go visit or something. She looked at me and said "I don't think I'll be going anywhere with out you".

I had another 15 years of happiness next to her. She died three years ago. We never had kids she didn't think she was stable enough to raise them. She was 38. She did a lot of volunteering. She traveled a lot to South America where she volunteered in different things, she taught music to kids. She believed music always kept her away from drugs and that it would do the same for these kids. She got a lot of bands to give free concerts for kids and introduced them to different types of music.

My little rocker was in a car accident, she was in a coma for a month. She woke up but her heart was very week. She came home against the doctor’s advice and my pleading; she couldn't stand the hospital anymore. We laid together in bed. She asked to listen to Linkin Parks "Somewhere I belong" when the song ended she told me she had found were she belonged. Then she closed her eyes and stopped breathing.

She left some letters for her friends and her diaries for me. I read them every night. I'm afraid her writing will fade. I know my love for her will never fade away. I remember her as strong woman, loving and kind, a free spirit, I remember her as the love of my life. As my sweet girl Gina.

the end

thank you princess max.