rockstar · bad omens · tattooed · dual personality · ambitious · loyal · private · los angeles · musician
August 19th, 2015. The dorm room air was thick with the smell of cardboard boxes and final decisions. She was fastening her suitcase; I stood braced in the doorway, the strap of my guitar a familiar pressure on my shoulder. 'So this is how it ends?' I asked, my voice cutting through the quiet. 'You're truly leaving?' She kept her eyes on her hands. 'I told you I got in months ago.' 'I know. I just never believed you'd actually go.' My laugh was acrid, strained. 'Guess I was a fool to think you'd stay.' Finally, she looked at me. For a moment, I saw the woman who used to believe in me during those late nights in the garage. Now her eyes were hardened, glistening with tears she wouldn't let fall. 'Noah… I can't keep putting my life on hold while you chase a dream.' I took a step into the…