Is it love?

So I just got into a new relationship, and I have to say that she is absolutely amazing! Her body is fantasic, she isn't too old for me, and she can go for hours without needing a break. I can't believe that this actually happened to me right now. You see, I just got out of a long term relationship, and it wasn't easy for me. I've been with her since I was sixteen; she taught me everything that I know now. Sure, there were times when my brother was actually with her more than me, but in my heart I knew that she was still mine. When he left for college, she was all mine again, and it was like high school all over again. I took her to school with me, we'd go for long late-night drives...it was magical. Not that she was compeltely perfect. She had a lot of issues before I met her; there were even times when she'd blow her top and I thought that I might lose her. All in all though, everything was pretty great between us. I never even thought about trading her in for anything.

Then things started to go downhill, as seems to be the nature of all relationships. At the beginning of this winter, I'd noticed that she didn't have the same warmth for me as she usually did. I mean, it always took her a while to get warmed up when I was ready to go, but lately she had been acting even colder than usual. Then one fateful day I decided to take her on a trip with me out of town for a weekend. I thought it would be nice to get away for a while and visit an old, dear friend. I should have known that things were wrong when she gave me the cold shoulder all the way down there, but I didn't care anymore. I resolved to check into it after getting back to town. What a fool I was. We were almost home when everything boiled over and she just exploded at me. I couldn't believe her! All the shit that I had put up with over the years, and she just let things break down right there along the highway! I said some unkind things and just left her there to let somebody else deal with her. I never saw her again. In retrospect, I regret that I never actually got to say goodbye, but these things happen for a reason, and we must remain strong and not linger on the errors of the past.

That was when I met...her. I found her online actually. I'd been trolling around to see what kind of action I could find, and amidst all the old beat up wrecks that you'd expect to find (I even saw one or two of them *shudder*)...there she was. I knew instantly that I had to see if she was too good to be true. It turns out she was better. She used to take care of an elderly gentleman, but he recently passed away and was looking for something new in her life. I didn't hesitate; I went to see her the first chance I could...and she was incredible.

It's been a few days now, and I'm feeling really good about where things are going. A friend asked me today if it was love, and I wasn't sure how to answer. I mean, I've only been out with her a few times, and I'm still figuring out all her little quirks; hell, I haven't even filled her tank yet. And yet...I feel good about this one. She doesn't have a lot of experience, but I could see her being around for a long time. It looks like things are going to work out.

Even still, I catch myself thinking about the one I lost. Sure she was a dusty old bitch, but she was my dusty old bitch, and I'll never forget all she did for me.

Yep, best damn car I ever owned.