Just her
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  • Reads 2,374
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 31m
Ongoing, First published May 24, 2016
The lights. The camera. The scripts. The scenes. The glam squad. The best directors, handlers, and actors. The top executives in the industry. The hottest loveteam. The hottest leading lady. The limelight. The fame. The fans. The fast life. 

I can't complain.
I have it all...right?

But why is it that at the end of the day, as I open my door, drop my duffel on the floor... silence? Emptiness?

I close my eyes and I see what I'm missing.
 That look...
I need it. 

It's that look that calms my nerves, and allows me to perform with excellence.
The look that drives my heart to beat  faster and slower at the same time.
The look that makes the crowds go crazy, but the one that makes my whole life steady. 
I need it.

I need her.
Just her.
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