He could have the woman he wants. He’s got money, fame, success. It would be easier if he just picked up one of those wannabe actress that usually throw themselves at him. But he wants her. Specifically her. For a very long time. Even when he was fighting against this feeling, this eagerness, this hungry… even when he was with someone else… his mind – and his body at his own volition – had wanted her. PART1

Their connection has been survived through all those terrible years and somehow it has been got even stronger. But she has her life, her commitment, her things to do… she can’t be with him on public, not without ruining their little secret. This secretiveness is what make this awkward relationship working. It wasn’t a lie. They’re not dating each other. they don’t need it. They are just together, at some level. Sometimes physically, sometimes in their minds. 

Avoiding too much exposure had allowed them to treasure their moments. It’s hard to be apart but their privacy is worth it. That’s why, one more time, he’s alone in a very special event, in a very unique moment in his career as a musician. He wanders around, glass of wine in his hand, taking photos with fans, shaking a thousand of hands and making small talking with other people he just met. However his minds is somewhere else, somewhere across the Atlantic. 

He sighs deeply remembering her. Suddenly he fells a vibration on his right pocket. Someone across the ocean is thinking about him too. He smiles while goes to another handshake.

Sorry about the bad English but I woke up with this is my mind and I just had my cell phone to write it down.

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That was perfect and beautiful, anon! Thank you!