My Country Girl

When a dear friend of mine went on vacation in Wyoming, a country song began to evolve. Not only did I use the details of her adventures, I added some of my summer as well...

I found your credit card lying in the parking lot,

I knew then, that you were gone.

You stole my heart and my pick-up truck,

But still I loved you.

We hit the whitewater that summer,

You screamed, you hung on tight.

Your lips turned a beautiful shade of blue,

And I loved you.

Now all I have are memories,

A Facebook photo of your feet.

Your mother keeps me updated,

God how your love still hurts.

The horseback riding, the gun shooting, the quads,

You did it all.

How was I to know you were planning to leave,

My love couldn't keep you here.

You hated my boots,

And my Dick Cheney t-shirt.

The elk-horn chandelier made you nauseous,

But still I loved you.

The rodeo made us laugh out loud,

As children ran to catch sheep.

I glanced to see you pull your hand from his,

How could I have loved you?

Now all I have are memories,

A Facebook photo of your feet.

Your mother keeps me updated,

God how your love still hurts.