SHOOTING STARS, h. rindou

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PROLOGUE
where it ends.. or starts again ?

Many people have their own definition of love, some of them came from random things like, love is like a blah-blah-blah and shits.

But for you? Love is music. Music made you feel things even though you really don't know what it feels like. Even though you're not inlove, you're not sad, you're not broken. But once you listen to musics by tragic music writers, makes you feel like you've been through five different divorces.

But there's this person, that made you love music... more.

Unfortunately, due to unexpected circumstances. You, or us, need to end our story that just begun.

Loving that person made your world stop, loving that person made you happy without even you noticing your genuine smile is back, loving that person is dangerous and risky, but... Loving that person made you feel more emotions than what music gave you.

"Thank you everyone for coming to my show!" You shouted to the your supporters, fans and listeners through your mic in the arena.

"ONE MORE! ONE MORE! ONE MORE!"

The lady laughed and echoed to the whole place, "Guys, that's all for today! But, I really don't want to spoil this lates new recorded track from my new album that I'll release soon." You said in your awe voice, that made your fans dramatically gasps and noisily chattering.

They're must be alarmed about my new album though.. You thought, the lady gestured one of the staffs to get her electric guitar.

"So.. instead of spoiling one of the tracks from my near releasing album. I'll just sing a song that's connected to my album." The lady said and strum her fingers in her guitar making her fans roar in shouts.

"This song is from Taylor Swift, I'm her biggest fan! Y'all know that!" She said and let her guitar hang in her shoulder to her waist as she carefully put the mic onto the holder and adjusted the height of it.

"This song of Taylor, is about those people who wants to like confess, but it feels like it's too late to say it. It also expresses like, you wanted to say more but you couldn't because you feel like, the storyline is about to end." She paused and smiled, "That's what I understood in my view. And this song is called, The Story Of Us."

Once the band behind me banged the drums the shouts made me go mad crazy as I strum into my guitar. The shouts, my guitar, the band is what matters now. The show must go on!

The Story Of Us
(Taylor Switf)

"I used to think one day, we'd tell the story of us

How we met and the sparks flew instantly...

People would say, they're the lucky ones..."

The lady sang onto the mic as she looked around her surrounding, smiling, hearing her fans sing along to her. As she closed her eyes, she continued.

"I used to know my place, was a spot next to you..

Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat..

'Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on.."

The lady looked to the crowd, it was satisfying for her to see, people singing along with you. You felt so much happiness, knowing that you're not alone at all.