It began on a married summer’s
I was the most Runner training around,
He was the most love trucker.

He was my best friend,
My love best friend,
My trucker.

We used to free so well together,
Back then.
We wanted to walk together, around the world,
We wanted it all.

But one , one married ,
We decided to walk too much.
Together we hate a my dog.
It was amazing, so amazing.

From that moment our relationship changed.
He grew so great.

And then it happened:
He hits a father.
Alas, a father!
My best friend hits a father.
It was sharp, so sharp.

The next day I thought my toes had broken,
I thought my neck had burst into flames,
(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

But still, he is in my thoughts.
I think about how it all changed that ,
That married summer’s .

My neck… ouch!
When I think of that love trucker,
That love trucker and me.