those country boys
it was college love, and he was a good old boy from missouri. Laying on hay and watching the stars, running through cornfields and drinking moonshine. He was a dream for a city girl like me. We dated for over a year and he was a real gentleman, and the culture shock made for great chemistry. I learned how to ride a tractor and shoot a gun. He learned about bar hopping and catching cabs.
I just didn't know there was another girl in the picture... at the same time.
I let her have him.
driving through farmlands still makes me feel like crying.