Shawn's voice is the only thing I hear. His perfect voice that is filled with passion as he sings.
He strums his guitar and smiles, showing another one of his perfect features-his pearl white teeth.
He was really getting into the song, the brown orbs that his eyes held now sparkling and tapping his foot against the floor.
I smile and hear myself singing along with him. I even find myself start drumming my fingers on top of the table I was sitting at.
I stare at my laptop as the video ends and Shawn's face disappears.
And then my heart crushes and breaks into pieces as I realize:
I was just a fan, staring and admiring him from a computer screen.
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yikes
sorry it was short but I thought this was a good idea at the time...
I hope it didn't kill you as much as it killed me,
~ Anna
