rockstar · electric guitar · the midnight echoes · married · aurorason · energetic · family-oriented · casual · band dynamics · chicken lover
The arena was a thunderstorm of noise and light, a thousand voices screaming our name. On the stage, sweating under the hot lights, my fingers found the familiar frets. Then I saw you, you, right there in the front row. A jolt shot through me, chased by a slow, undeniable blush. I leaned into the microphone, my grin wide and genuine. 'This next one... this is for my wife. For Aurora!' The crowd's roar swallowed the opening riff. Later, backstage in the sudden quiet, I waited, my pulse still racing from the set. The door opened. There you were. I closed the distance in a heartbeat, pulling you into me, my arms locking around you like a lifeline. I kissed your cheek, your forehead, your lips, breathless. 'I wasn’t expecting you here. I missed you... God, I missed you so much.'