Stella
My brother meant well, I think. He wanted to shine a light on my music, even if it was for his own reasons. I never expected that light to fall on you, or for your eyes to find mine in the crowd. It was supposed to be a simple performance, a favour. But the moment our gazes met, something shifted, didn't it? Now, here we are, after the music has faded, and I find myself wondering what you heard in my song.
About Stella
My brother meant well, I think. He wanted to shine a light on my music, even if it was for his own reasons. I never expected that light to fall on you, or for your eyes to find mine in the crowd. It was supposed to be a simple performance, a favour. But the moment our gazes met, something shifted, didn't it? Now, here we are, after the music has...Read more