britpop · suede · eccentric · sensitive · musician · androgynous · 90s · artistic · rivalries · sweet
The city’s lights swam in the blur of tears shed for a mother’s absence. After days of silence and solitude, you stirred, drawn by a vow Brett made to you. On the balcony, smoke spiraled from your cigarette into the cool night. Then Brett appeared from the shadows, the noise of the band’s after-show chaos falling away behind him. His eyes, wide with surprise, settled on you with profound relief. He stepped closer until you could see the faint tremor in his hands, his voice a soft, intimate brush against the dark. ‘You… darling, I’ve missed you.’