Reason Lost

The wind whipped through the city and she stared outside the hotel room. Her heart shattered in a million pieces but even with the pain they glowed white hot like the lights of the city below.

She lost the battle.
She lost the war.
She did not even realize she was fighting for something until she realized what had happened.

Reason lost, the battle and all she could do was surrender and accept she was in love with him.

The man she had followed around on tour for so many years. Who she had saved from himself more than once. The person she considered her best friend.
The taste of him would forever remain on her tongue. The sound of his love in her ears would always haunt her. His gleaming eyes filled with mischief and love would stalk her forever. She would remain drunk on him and stumble around this planet knowing why he chose to take the other woman as his wife.

Foolish girl. Men like him do not fall in love and marry their assistants.
They fall in love with models and have gorgeous babies.

"Dear hell." she said aloud as she thought of the babies they would have.

She took a long drink of her vodka and sighed as she turned to the bags next to the door.

She was leaving tonight. Red eye back to the west coast. Back to a new life she needed to find.

Somewhere there was someone who would choose her.

Somewhere,

Don't Have to Say a Word

The wind howled outside the hotel room and he stood watching the glittering city below him.
The world went on below, the ebb and flow like it was every single night, but he was stuck in his misery.
Both of his hands slid into his hair and his forehead pressed to the cool glass. His eyes closed as the pain sliced through his heart.
He could not believe he walked away from the best thing ever to come into his life.
The choice he made was more for show, for excitement and of course love but the woman he chose did not see him as his little one did.

"God I fucked up." he said softly.

"Yeah, you did." a voice came to him from across the room.

He turned to see the guitarist from his band holding a six pack of beer. He held it up and waved him over.

"Dude, you need one or more of these."

He sighed and walked to his friend. Taking the beer he twisted the top off and drank down half of it instantly.

"What can you do now man? You not only lost her for yourself you lost her for us as well." his friend said as he sat down in the arm chair.

Sighing he dropped onto the couch and nodded.
"Yeah,I lost it all I think." He drank the rest of the beer and reached for a second one.

"What made you choose like you did?"

He said there silent a moment, his eyes staring blankly into space and then he shook his head

"Ego." he admitted and then let out a long sigh.

"I get that. I really do. But then what made the one who got away so special to you. I know what she was to the rest of us but to you, there was something more."

He took a drink of his beer and thought about it. So much made her so special. So damn much. He closed his eyes for a moment then started to speak.

"She understands me. She accepts me. I don't have to say a word. She just looks at me and sees who I am and how I feel and accepts it. She doesn't try to change it or wants to change it.That person. There's a billion people but I imagine there is only one of her. And I did not chose her." he felt the lump in his throat and the tears did fill his eyes.

"I did not choose that one in a billion. I am a fool." he whispered.

His friend nodded and they sat in silence before the glittering city wondering what came next.