
Valentine's Day. I've never experienced a valentines day with a boyfriend, or even something remotely comparable to a boy that's mine. I've never had the cards or the kisses or the suprises or presents or fancy dinners. But, this year, I had the best valentine's day, and I did it
without a boyfriend. I went up to the barn and saw my boy, rode with my coach who flew in this week and
Chloe came along. We blasted music, ate and sang our hearts out on the drive. I dropped her off at home and right as I was about to head back to my house, who bbms me?
Ethan. So we went and sat and talked in a starbucks near his house, which was so so so nice. I love that boy, and I miss seeing him.
I went home and slept in my favourite pajama shirt, one stolen from the boy mentioned above in the summer, and had the best sleep ever.
Haven't written much lately - I've been riding and well all over the place.
I will return though.
- xx, Kelly.
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