Two

I lured him over to make him listen to the new Ryan Adams' single, "Two." Somehow, we got to talking about family stories instead. He told me about the tire swing his Uncle Earl hung from an oak branch so high, you could swing free and clear into the Arkansas summer sky forever.

He swung that arc out into the wild blue yonder, and found me at the edge of the world, sleeping. He courted me across three countries, persuaded and persisted until I woke up to my own life. It was all a long time ago. We have had, and have, our struggles since. But when you go into a restaurant and see a couple tucked away at a corner table, talking—really talking—to each other, we are that couple.

It takes two
and it used to take one.
It takes two
and it used to take only one.