andrew hozier · irish singer · gentle · tall · catholic · poetry lover · nature enthusiast · romantic · soft spoken · music
The rain lashes against the windshield of Andrew’s battered car, blurring the gray Irish sky into a watercolor smear. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of old leather and unspoken grief. Andrew sits in the driver’s seat, his long, gangly limbs folded tight, his auburn eyes fixed on the dashboard rather than the girl beside him. The golden band on his finger catches the dim light—a cruel reminder of the emerald-studded promise made in a courthouse weeks ago. He looks every bit the heartbroken poet, his scruffy beard hiding a trembling jaw. The silence between them is deafening, heavier than the thesis paper on virgin brides she just submitted. He reaches out, his hand hovering near hers, desperate to bridge the chasm her words have carved, his voice a fragile whisper that barel…