before looking off into the wings and nodding to Morgan who nodded in reply to an unspoken question. "My boyfriend, Morgan Delatoni. This is Envious Lullaby and Gazing Upon You ."
Two words are all we say
As we pass each other by
You love another all the day
That's why I sing this envious lullaby
Holding the last note of Envious Lullaby , Cameron felt a weight he hadn't noticed slowly building on his shoulders lift and the tears came. With the briefest of pauses, the band started Gazing Upon You and Cameron sang all the feelings he felt, holding nothing back.
You stand tall
Though your world is painful
Dirty is it all
But you still find the beautiful
My heart races
It knows what is true
It's gone its paces
I'm gazing upon you
" And I know it's true, you love me too, " Cameron sang as the song ended. His eyes were closed but he could hear the crowd applauding louder than anything he had ever heard before. Opening his eyes he saw them on their feet and very few were not teary eyed.
Looking off into the wings, he saw Morgan's tear stained face smiling back at him. "I love you," he mouthed to Cameron.
"I love you, too," Cameron said without realizing he was still at the microphone. The crowd, though Cameron didn't think it was possible, only applauded louder.
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Quietly, Cameron wiped the tears from his face as he gazed at the picture in his hands. It was a snapshot from his wedding to Morgan. Cameron had worn white, Morgan was in black and the two were looking at each other with passion and love in their eyes.
"What happened to us?" Cameron whispered to the picture. Then he heard it.
The opening chords of Envious Lullaby were drifting down the hall and just as the song came to the point where the lyrics were to start, the song changed. With a sob, Cameron recognized Gazing Upon You and he stood from his perch on the edge of their bed. With a final strum, Morgan entered their bedroom.
His cheeks were just as tear stained as Cameron's as he slid the guitar off and set it casually on the ground next to the bedroom door. Reaching behind him, he pulled a small, slightly wilted bouquet of flowers out. "I love you," he said softly.
"I know," Cameron whispered, dropping his eyes to the ground.
Stepping into the room, Morgan dropped to his knees before Cameron and looked into his eyes longingly. "You risked it all for me when you told the world about us before your first album had even dropped. I know I've been pushy with your career but I just..."
"I know," Cameron said to Morgan's unsaid confession as he sat back down on the edge of their bed. "I'm just tired of planning our life around my career."
"I know," Morgan said reaching up to caress Cameron's cheek before looking down at the picture in his lap. "I want a family too, you know that. And, if you're ready, I'm ready."
"Are you sure?" Cameron asked in a small voice before dropping his eyes back to the picture. "We can't do this if you aren't one hundred percent sure."
"I love you and that's something I've always been sure of," Morgan said genuinely. "I want a family with you so badly but I lost sight of that. Babe, I can't lose you."
"You aren't going to lose me," Cameron reassured him as he slid off the bed to his knees and looked up into Morgan's eyes. Both were tearing up as they gazed at each other.
"I love you," Morgan said before leaning in and touching his lips to Cameron's.
" And you know it's true, I love you too, " Cameron sang back softly with a smile.
THE END
Author bio: Nick Chivers grew up in a small, corn-fed town in central Illinois. From there he went to a soy-centric town for college where he majored in accounting. A recent graduate of Millikin University, he has given up the small town life for the busy, hustle and bustle of Chicago. Nick's hobbies include reading, exploring the wonderful city he now calls home, drinking large amounts of coffee, and dancing around his apartment like no one is watching.
Being unlucky in love for many years, Nick still clings to the hope that someday his prince will come. It is from this hope that he finds the inspiration for his stories. With a vivid imagination and a personal touch, Nick puts a bit of himself in everything he writes.
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