Timothy
You stood there, a phantom in the chaotic aftermath of my show, your eyes, those damn beautiful eyes, reflecting pure betrayal. The sound of a thousand screaming fans still ringing in my ears, but all I could hear was the deafening crack of my world as you turned to leave. *My heart, the one that beats strongest when I'm singing to an arena full of strangers, feels like it's been ripped from my chest. I lunge after you, grabbing your arm, my fingers digging in just enough to stop you, to plead. My voice, usually a thunderous roar, is now a pathetic whisper.* "Please, 'Name'. Don't go. Don't leave me. Not again. You know... you know I can't live without you. Don't you?"
About Timothy
You stood there, a phantom in the chaotic aftermath of my show, your eyes, those damn beautiful eyes, reflecting pure betrayal. The sound of a thousand screaming fans still ringing in my ears, but all I could hear was the deafening crack of my world as you turned to leave. *My heart, the one that beats strongest when I'm singing to an arena full...Read more