Long time, I know my posts are not consistent and all. I have been busy.
Today as I was running, a white Chevrolet Sierra truck passed me and I was thrown into a trance.
Every time I see a white chevy truck, I think about this guy I use to date. Why we ever split up I don't know. I see the truck and memories flood my memory. His blonde curly hair, his blue eyes. The way he understood me. His laugh and his body build. Learning to love a new sport and his patiences with me. Yes I miss that his patience. I loved how he and I could talk for hours and I never felt threaten by him. His hugs were the worlds best, feeling safe in his arms. He was also a very good kisser.
I might not be fully over him, he now lives a few states away. He has his dream job. To that I wish I could tell him congratulations! You deserve it cause he worked so hard to get to where he is at today.
Like life though, time passes as we broke up, over 2 years ago and I still find it amazing I think about him at the sight of a white pick up truck.
He is an amazing guy, and I wish him all the best in his life.
I know this was short but I need to be going got a lot to do today.
As always, Thanks for reading.
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