The guitars screeched,
head banging to drum beats.
To his hand she reached,
in a room full of perspire, blood and deceit.

The starting beat drew the crowd's attention,
her eyes focused on him.
His music brought her into another dimension,
adrenaline pumping to the brim.

"I am going to do your favourite song," he said.
she smiled and gripped his hand .  
As the lights all turned chrome red.
this was her favourite hardcore band.

As he breathed, sang and screamed
memories came running through,
They would not be happy for long it seemed.
the first hello, to the last goodbye and thank you.

"Melting away in summer air,"
gripping on the microphone.
The drumming stick against the snare.
she is now on her own .

He sang till tears brimmed,
she looked at him behind lens .
A picture to be taken, and the flashlights dimmed.
another sounding cheer from supporting friends.

He sat shivering on the carpeted floor,
friends leaving one by one.
She wanted to say more,
he guessed that his job was done.

No exchange of words nor glances,
silence filled the music room.
All of the misleading romances,
would come to an end, we assumed.

She sits on the rooftop,
legs dangling over the warm tiles.
She wonders why the sudden halt,
to all of his beautiful smiles.

As she shed  tears of joy and pain,
he was nowhere to be seen.
Big and hard droplets of rain,
fell upon her skin.