My pick up truck girl.

I wonder what it's like to live in a rural area and have in your life centered on a partner who is thrilled to be with you......................as your "other half"................in jeans and a T-shirt..................put her hair up in a pony tail.................cuz she knows you love it that way................and ride next to you in the middle seat of your pick up truck.  She is the total center of your universe and you are the center of her universe.  You could never see another human the rest of your lives and you would both be totally happy with just each other and at peace.  To get in the truck next to each other, snuggle up, then drive out to a remote country road in the flat landscape, where you can see for miles, sit there in the cab or in the back of the truck, splitting a six pack, listening to our music, every once in a while jumping off the bed of the truck and dancing to a song, admiring the tall corn and sunflowers, scanning the horizon in the early evening and laughing.  Or lay down in the bed of the truck after dark, looking up at the stars in the dark sky and laughing and talking.  And to do that every Friday evening for your entire life.  I wonder what that's like.  I wonder if anyone knows what that is like.  I wonder if anyone on the earth, besides me, wonders, longs for it or cares.