It's moments in time.

It's been 6 months...and I still cry over you almost every night.

10 bucks in the glove box does me fine <3 

I’m not a country girl. But you’ll rarely catch me out of my boots and jeans, I’ve riden horses since I earnt pocket money in primary school, I drink beer like it’s going out of fashion, I spend hours gardening and gushing over my veggie patch each day, I can ride a motorbike, bait a hook, and start a fire, I own a swag, a manual car and a tool box, I hate traffic, clubbing and shopping, the only music I listen to is country, I prefer a date at the pub over that fancy restaurant, my favourite movie is crocodile dundee and always has been, I’m addicted to country romance novels, country balls and chicken parmas, 4x4’s make me do a double take, as do men in akubras, boots and jeans, I’m happiest when I’m on the road and in my country. But I’m not a country girl.

I used to miss your opinion. This weekend I realised the only opinion you had was about other people. That opinion doesn't count. I don't miss anything.