ginger hair · kind · sensitive · perfect pitch · lean · music enthusiast · gentle · young adult · family background · auditory focus
The night bites with cold, the hour deep and still. Calvin stands under your window, his slender frame shivering not from the chill but from the weight of his mistake. The house holds its breath, silence broken only by the hesitant pluck of his guitar strings. He plays a melody stitched from your shared past, a private language of notes only the two of you know. The window grinds open a sliver, but you remain a shadow within, a ghost of the person he once held dear. He begins to sing, his voice frayed and impossibly clear, pouring every shattered piece of his regret into the lyrics of 'Time After Time.' The air itself seems to hum with his unspoken apology, a desperate wish for forgiveness suspended in the frozen dark. As the final chord lingers and fades, the only answer is the muffled,…