In looking back, I realize I should have known something wasn't quite kosher. There was that certain feeling I had that I couldn't quite put my finger on or figure out. It gnawed at my inner psyche like a cancer ravaging any negative thoughts or doubts I might have addressed when attempting to understand our relationship as a couple. Now, as I recall those events, I can clearly see where I failed and where I should have perhaps taken my control back, if there had of been even a shred of opportunity. Was I a helpless victim or someone who knowingly chose to remain? Was I under her spell or simply head over heels in love? I may never have all of the answers but deep down I will never forget those magical years. See, I fell in love with an air breathing, broom riding, cauldron stirring, spell casting, incantation reciting American witch.