Fall from Love

out tonight. It’s been a while since I’ve been on stage, but I’ve gotta say that it feels amazing to be back. This is something I’ve been working on for a while now. It’s a song about my past, my present, and my future.” I lean back away from the microphone and lock eyes with Carter’s. I lick my lips before leaning forward again. “It’s called Fall from Love ; hope you like it.”
     
    Memories of you haunt me wherever I go
    I lay here and feel the weight I’m holding
    Most days, it feels like I’m drowning
    But I’m not sure how to be strong, how to carry on
    Trying to let go of the only thing I know
     
    Time passes slow, so slow I can barely keep up
    Wind blows soft, so soft I can barely stand up
    My heart beats light, so light I can barely sit up
     
    It took time, but I finally see
    I know who I am, and who I wanna be
    I’ll be strong and I’ll find the strength to carry on
    After all this time, my hearts finally been set free
     
    You’ve healed me with your love
    And I’ll never be able to look at anyone else
    The way I look at you
    I have no doubt that what we have is meant to be
    I’ve given you my heart
    Now you own every part of me
     
    Time passes so fast, so fast I can barely keep up
    Wind blows so strong, so strong I can barely stand up
    My heart beats so hard, so hard I can barely sit up
     
    I’m right here and I’m not going anywhere
    I’m holding on to you, you’re holding onto me
    When things get tough, we’ll take a deep breath
    Because as long as we have each other
    This world is ours, it’s ours to share
     
    Smiling wide, I pull back from the microphone as cheers, screams, and whistles erupt all over the club. I absorb the energy and it makes me feel warm inside—a unique feeling you can only get from being on stage—a feeling I haven’t felt in a long time and one that I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel again.
    After taking a quick bow, I eagerly exit the stage, wanting to get back to my friends. I’m only a few steps off the stage when I see Jenna, Carter and Josh standing a few feet away, applauding.
    “You were amazing!” Jenna screams with tears in her eyes. She wraps her arms around me. “I’m so proud of you.”
    “Thanks.” I beam, pulling back from her embrace. Next to her stands the inspiration for parts of the song and the guy responsible for bringing me back to life.
    Carter smiles, shaking his head. “Wow, I’ve never seen anything like what you just did. It was… beautiful.”
    “Dude, that’s all you can say to her? It was fucking awesome!” Josh says, pulling me in for a hug.
    “Thank you,” I say to everyone, not able to wash the smile off my face.
    When Josh releases me, Carter pulls me into his chest and I close my eyes, feeling safe and totally at peace. “How was it?” he asks, kissing the top of my head.
    “It was more incredible than I ever thought it could be.” I pull back and look up at him. “I didn’t realize how much I missed being up on stage.”
    “And that the stage missed you!” Jenna adds. “Did you hear those screams? Holy shit, I’ve never heard this place get that loud.”
    I laugh and Carter grabs my hand in his, causing any anxiety or nerves I have left inside me to melt away.
    “I love you.” I smile and reach up to give him a kiss, feeling him smile against me.
    “Okay, seriously, the two of you are adorable, but come on. You have all night to kiss and tell each other how in love you are. Right now, we need to celebrate,” Jenna says.
     
    ❧
     
    The four of us are sitting in a booth, listening to the rest of the singers on stage. It’s been a couple hours since I finished, but I still feel the buzz of energy inside me and still can’t wash the smile off my face.
    “You know, we should totally do something crazy and stupid,” Jenna says out of the blue when there’s a break in between songs.
    “I can think of a few crazy and stupid things we could do.” Josh raises his eyebrow and gives her a sexy smile.
    I’m shocked, but the guy can still make her blush. She elbows him playfully in the ribs and continues to try to make her point. “I’m serious. We’ve just graduated from college, we’re about to have to face the real world—which I’ve heard totally sucks—so I think we should do one last stupid thing. What do you say?” She glances around the table at each of us.
    “What did you have in mind?” I ask her.
    “Nothing too crazy. Something spontaneous, though. Something we