Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

Last night I made love to my husband, even though there was nothing unusual about us making love this time it was totally special. A song came on the radio "Smoke Gets In Your Eyes" if you have never truly listen to this song you should. It leaves me in tears everytime I hear it. Mik held me in his arms assuring me that everything is okay, I can stop crying now. Is it that easy? Sometimes I dwell on the past eventhough the present is more stable. Sometimes old habits are hard to break. But hopefully I can stop crying like Malik said. There will be no more smoke cloudy my missions in life.......Bonita