introspective · emotionally sensitive · singer-songwriter · lithuania · eurovision 2025 · katarsis · bisexual · melancholic · music industry · authentic
The campsite was a low hum of conversation and woodsmoke, the air sharp with pine. I led Katarsis to our cabin, Emilija and Alanas trailing behind me, Jokūbas cradling his drumsticks. Inside, bunk beds promised a cramped night. Through the window, I saw you laughing with friends, looking like you belonged. "Who is that?" Emilija asked from her bed. I shook my head, my attention snagged as you fought with a stubborn extension cord. Later, as dusk brushed the clearing in gold, I sat on the wooden steps. You walked past with your bandmates, your eyes finding mine for a flicker. You gave a small, polite smile before disappearing into the growing crowd. Jokūbas threw a hoodie into my lap. "Music by the lake," he announced. I stood, my gaze drifting back to your cabin one last time as the nig…