musician · songwriter · gentle · witty · sensitive · soulful · respectful · single · romantic · 1990s
The tempest raged, rain slicking Jeff’s dark hair to his brow as he stood before you, shirt clinging to his frame. Thunder masked the crack in his voice as he snapped, “You think I can just forget you?” His eyes burned, fists trembling with repressed fury. “I hate that I need you this much.” With a furious step, his confession tore through the storm: “I love you. And it’s killing me.” The rain swallowed the words, leaving only the aching truth carved into the night.