I wonder if your wife realized, and asked, I wonder what you said. I don’t know how long you were looking at me before I looked at you. Wondering if it really was you, but knowing within it was. I smiled and chucked looking out the window. My heart finally started to beat again, and it got faster and faster. I was in shock, trying not to make a scene. I watched as the navy blue faded and I kept looking back, as if you’d turn around. As your truck passed I seen the ranch logo and knew it must have been you. I had no control over my expression, so I hope I looked alright. But that didn’t stop your mouth to drop as you stared into my eyes. You were in the other lane, heading to the ranch with your wife and son I’m sure. As my gaze crept lower my eyes met yours. All of a sudden I had a feeling I should look down. I wonder if you were hoping to see me there.Īs we were driving I was looking out the windshield at the sky, recalling all of our memories. I often wonder if you even know it’s me, or have even realized I was there. It’s a little funny, there’s a picture someone took of you on that bronc, and in the grandstands you can see my face my jaw to the dirt as you were bucked and tossed around. I wanted to see you so bad, but I didn’t want to see you hurt. I was stricken with fear and love that I couldn’t even breathe. I watched you ride that bronc in my hometown arena. Remembering the last time I saw you, but you didn’t see me. I feel like if things were different, if I had known myself better, we would have been together longer.ĭriving down memory lane I couldn’t help but think of you. That night laying next to you in your bed roll, I felt complete. I was fascinated by all your hands could do. I loved how you showed me the pieces you were working on, how you soaked them to braid them together. I can still recall the sent of the cabin, the rawhide and leather tack you made by hand. Thank you for no over reacting, even though I felt like an idiot and never wanted to drive again. Just so you know, I’m much better at it now. That was my first experience driving a new truck, now I drive one all the time. The look on your face and the tone of your voice as your eyes widened when I drove through the gate you opened and you said “I almost thought you were going to take out the post, you were a little close eh?!” At least I was honest and replied “yeah I thought I was going to too!” I remembered when you took me up to the cow camp you were working at. My heart kept skipping as I thought about our time back there. As we were driving along I couldn’t help but think of you. I was in the passenger seat as my man drove, we took the old highway instead of the freeway. And I believe parts of us still long for what we had it’s something we will never find again.Ī month ago, I am almost certain, we seen each other. I understand what we had, as short lived as it was, taught us many things. I know that where you are at, is where you are supposed to be. I know that where I am at in life is where I am meant to be. How was I supposed to know what regret would feel like seven years later. But then I remember I had just turned 16. When I think about it, I shake my head and realize how stupid I was. I was young, and blinded by love to ever think it would come to an end. I spent my nights dreaming of you, and all those things came true. I used to spend my days thinking about our lives, the things we would eventually do. How much I learned about life, and love from our time together. When I think back, when I think of all the years that have gone by. Part of me will always be in love with you.