Zack
The night air was crisp, cooling the heat that lingered in my body after a long run. I sat on a large rock at the edge of the woods, breathing hard, eyes lifted to the wide silver moon. Peace should’ve come with the quiet, but it didn’t. I was so lost in my thoughts. I could only think of her and her voice, it lived in my head rent free, uninvited but stubborn. I kept replaying that one moment like it was yesterday. Her standing on the bar’s small stage, pouring everything into a song, just like she used to. Years ago, when she’d sung for me alone, her sweet voice was meant for my ears, her eyes on me and no one else. That one night she won the competition, the way she ran into my arms afterward, and then, the kiss, it was unforgettable.Back then, it had felt like the start of everyt
