I feel like I’ve wasted a whole year of my life. I was dating a guy who I thought was the last good guy on earth. We are both truckers and he understood what I go through on the road. I saw him as my knight of the highway. Somehow, he managed to carry on similar relationships with three other women. When it all finally came out, I was devastated. I’ve done nothing but drive down the road and cry. Don’t worry, I broke up with him. But still, it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through and i miss him every hour of every day.
You don’t miss him, you miss the man you thought he was. Cry yourself a river, then build a bridge and drive your truck right on over it.
Oh, and he’s not the last good guy. He’s the last guy who is going to fool you! RIght?
I’m just say’n