You know I like your determination, boy! Well who am I kidding? You’re not a boy anymore. But you had been, when you first laid your eyes on me, weren’t you?
I never got around to telling you, but the attraction had been mutual. You seemed gentle, and caring, and surely knew how to push the right buttons at the right time. Oh, those rides! I loved it when you were behind my wheel. I can’t say the same about your wife though. You do know she’s the reason for half of the bruises on me.
I saw you grow old, you taking your wife and kids to the movies while I rested in the parking lot, us going on long rides to exciting destinations, I loved every single moment of it. So I did not crib when your daughter was suddenly behind my wheel one day, did I?
But now I’m old like you, boy! And I appreciate you wanting to repair this broken soul and make me run like the good old days, but you know what, all I wanna do right now is stay right here in your front yard and watch you be happy. And when your grandkids come and play with me, what more could I ask for?
I know I’ll always have a special place in your heart, but maybe it’s time to move on?
*Slightly longer at 230 words, but I couldn’t take away anything from it. 🙂
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