They're Like Us [Part 3]

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POV Shawn

Indy is absolutely the most wonderful woman I know. She always shines, making me shine again. She's genuinely the only reason that I'm standing here on the stage of my last show of the tour. Without her I would never have written these songs. And I could never have survived so long to be away from home for a year without her.

I look around and realize that this is officially the end of the tour. The thousands of fans scream and clap, but suddenly I break. I start crying and initially want to hide it, but I can't. Hopelessly I let my upper body lean forward and let my tears roll. I hear the fans screaming louder and saying that I cry.

I try to find the words to thank everyone, but the only thing that comes to mind are tears. Tears of sorrow, because I'm gonna miss performing for the most wonderful people every single night. But especially tears of happiness, because I'm so happy that everyone is always there for me and that I've been able to perform for all those millions of people.

I wipe away my tears a few times and try to save my masculinity, but I don't succeed. It seems as if someone has opened a tap and that I can no longer turn it off.

After taking a few seconds of silence, I gathered myself together again. I grab my microphone and start talking.

"I just wanted to say I get to come on stage every single night and perform in front of the most incredible people of the world." I start my story. Again I start to cry, but that's why the fans start to clap enormously and cheer, which gives me the strength to continue speaking.

"But it's not only me who comes to the venue every day, there is an entire crew backstage who's been away from their families for an entire year to put this show on. I travel with a crew that is consistent or the most caring, or the most amazing and most talented people. I've my band here on stage with me, "I say, pointing to the guys who feel like family to me, "And there's so many people behind the scenes that make this show happen every single night. And I just wanted to take this moment to cheer for them and to say thank you for everything they've done for me."

I start clapping for the great crew backstage. It consists of at least seventy people and I know them all. I know everyone's story, because I've spoken to them all before. I thought that was the least I could do for them, because they have been away from home for a whole year to keep my show going. I'm so grateful to them, I still don't know how to thank them. I have had a gold ring for everyone with the date of the tour made, I hope they find that a nice gesture.

"Imma be a little bit of a mess tonight," I admit to the fans, "I just love you guys so much and I just want to keep you singing as loud as you can!"

This is the moment that I look at Indy and see her in tears. As soon as our eyes meet, I smile at her and a kiss blows her way. She pretends to grab him and then blows a kiss back.

She is my inspiration and strength, the reason that I'm still here on stage. I love her with all my heart and nothing can change that.