Wide Open

photo by: *ChristineAmat

On a Sunday, two dreamers,
A small town, a little money,
A gold heart, and a basket of sweets,

...
Could this be true love because it feels so real.


When he said" I love you, girl, "
He caught her with her eyes half-opened,
...

A few years later, up all night,
Making conversations in a car,
Left it running to keep out the cold,

Could we belong here...
Could he be the one ...
Could this be forever because it feels so real.

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Excerpts from "Wide Open" by Brightwood. 'Tis the tune playing right now as I work...