Can you Feel my heart?

Avalanche {Oliver}

I was staring down at him. It paralyzed me. I faltered my cue, an annoying reverbance from my guitarist. Lynn was scowling, more so at me. No that wasn't a scowl. It was death. She was hoping I'd drop dead in this instance. I was hoping that too. I carried on with the song, avoiding my gaze from the front row. My stomach was ceaselessly flipping, rolling. Over and over. I imagined myself falling through the floor, breaking the thresh of our closeness. I had done so well, averting him. 6 years blown away as easily as a flame is extinguished. I had even managed to not linger so long on his cover issue of Forbes. I had seen it in the Denver airport. Well rather saw it in a flash. I hadn't wanted to back track to assure myself that it was, in fact, Austin. The crowd was parting, rustling ripped apart. Lynn was pulling him away from me. It struck a sour note. Anger pitted in me. After a moment I could not see him.

He was in the darkness again.