What Happens When You Hear Music and It Inspires...
This is what happens when you hear a song and you start thinking in character. AGAIN.
She looked out of the window, at the endless expanse of terrain in front of her - the Plains that seemed to go on without end. And all it did was remind her of him.
Yeah, he had a name. But he had done his best to remain quite so aloof but still they managed to connect on a level that seemed to be unspoken between them both. How do you make that emotional connection without truly giving it a voice?
She remembered all the times she sat in cafes and taverns, and he would be there next to her. Their hands not even centimeters apart - she could practically feel the warmth of his gloves on her skin, and he never once made the move to hold her hand. The slightest motion would have meant so much. She wanted him to, but there was no way she ever would have been able to say so - what if he had said no?
She sighed and turned from the window. It was too late now - he had vanished in the middle of the night and not said where he was going or when he would be back. She thought that she would give anything to look him in the eye, and right after asking him, 'WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN...?'
...she would tell him that she loved him. And that she didn't want him to leave again.