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I was renewing my drivers license today and saw the issue date of 01/25/2019 that would be on my new license and something struck me.....like I was trying to remember something important that happened on this day. All I could remember is that I think both the last two prophets have died in Jan, my Hinckly on a Jan 25 or 27?

The other thing I remembered was my highschool boyfriends birthday. 01/25

The original reason for my pin number on my credit card.

He turns 31 this year.

Suddenly I remembered what his journal name was and looked up his last entry that talked about me. Right after my birthday in April. Apparently we took a ride, a last ride.

That was like a decade ago.

Totally weirding me out. The way he talked about me. After the breakup. And after all of the ugliness we had in 2006.

sitdiary.net/skylinedrive

"April 23rd, 2007 @ 12:00am

I remember

Feeling: fine

A very strange thing happened yesterday. But strange as it was, it was nice, and I did not care if it seemed strange.

I'm not exactly sure what to think about it. I mean, I broke up with her a year ago, and here I am going on some random car ride on an obscure day in April. But I didn't mind.

I had almost forgotten, but not quite.

What it's like to hold her hand.

What it's like to sit side by side in the car with my arm around her.

What it's like to kiss those perfect lips.

What it's like to gently stoke her face and admire the beauty of such an angel.

What it's like to have that content feeling when she lays in my lap, and all the world seems to fade away and the only thing that matters is me and her.

What it's like to feel her warmth as she leans into me, and that scent that sparks so many pleasant memories.

What it's like to draw her close to me and embrace her, her head on my chest and my arms tight around her.

What it's like to take her in my arms and lovingly rock her back and forth, hoping that in some way she'll understand just how much I care about her.

Seriously, what if..."

Anyways, where ever you are and whatever you're doing....

I still think you're kind of a dick

And I'd still love a chance to deck you in the face for the way you treated me

But I prolly shouldn't.

I would give the excuse we were just kids then.

But I have a feeling those behaviors followed you into your marriage...

Happy Birthday Derek

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