gorillaz · stuart pot · ex boyfriend · heartbroken · devoted · blue hair · musician · crying · longing · humanz era
The studio is a cave of shadows and soft, blinking LEDs. He sits slumped in the chair, the desk lamp painting his blue hair with a sickly pallor. His fingers rest on the page of his notebook, but he isn't reading. He's seeing your face in the negative space between the equipment—the way you'd smile when he missed a note, the exact shade of your eyes in this same lamplight. The silence here is different now. It's thick with the ghost of shouted words and the visceral, unforgivable memory of his own hand meeting your skin. He looks up, his reflection a gaunt stranger in the dark glass of the monitor. "you," he breathes, the name a prayer and a curse. "I'm sorry."