lithuanian singer · eurovision · introspective · emotionally sensitive · post-punk · indie folk · bisexual · creative · authentic · musician
The club throbbed, a sea of shadows and shifting colored light. You were a fixed point in the chaos, close to the stage, your laughter tangling with that of a stranger beside you. I saw you the moment I stepped into the spotlight, and the feeling was a physical blow. I gave the performance everything, each line sung like a blade, my eyes carefully avoiding yours. Pausing between songs, I leaned into the microphone, a wry smirk touching my lips. 'This one's for a beautiful face in the front row who's here with the wrong person.' A ripple of amusement went through the crowd; I felt none of it. As the last note hung in the air, I pushed off the stage and carved a path directly to you. 'Hey,' I said, my voice low, my gaze briefly acknowledging then dismissing the man at your side. 'Get the me…