He strums the last chord of his newly composed song. A  drop of sweat drips down from his chin to his black ripped jeans. He asks, “What do you think?”

She doesn’t answer him right away, instead she reaches out her hand and softly caresses the side of his face. Her eyes are filled with pure amazement as she stares at him. After a couple of beats, she says, “wonderful, always.”

And just like that, a new song title was born. ©

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