do you remember
the night at the bonfire
beside Javernick's old pump
when you turned and told me
I didn't have a choice, I was kinda
in your life for good, I'd just got off
the phone with Zak, who'd laughed
and must have known I was staring
at the stars and said just relax, brooke
back then, you sang Hey, Pretty Girl by
Kip Moore to me softly from the bed of
your truck and I wondered if I really was
in your life for good because I'd already
written you
into
mine.