you are on my mind today.
it has been seventeen years,
since i last saw you.
seventeen years since,
a cowboy hat was thrown,
across a chair.
too long since i was called bubbles.
it seems fitting that seventeen years have passed.
i was only seventeen when we met.
so i have spent half my life without you.
the years have brought other people,
and other dreams.
you are always somewhere,
in my mind.
i have achieved the dreams,
you wanted for me.
my poetry has done well.
i have laughed some.
i even had a husband,
for a short time.
he left as fast as his little red truck,
would take him.
maybe he knew my heart was already taken.
i wonder about your life.
today the news said a storm,
was headed for brazoria.
i looked for your face.
i know you,
you will ride out the storm
between your foolish pride,
and your horses.
i am sure your blond curls,
are now gray.
i am not that cute anymore myself.
i still have a sparkle in my eye.
are you still stubborn?
what has not ever changed about me,
is that i still love you.
do you still love me?