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It was a cold winter night, Sam was walking down the street. Thinking to himself 'What's wrong with me?'
He had just gotten out of a relationship, but couldn't let go of the fact that she had already moved on.
When faced with the silence his thoughts always returned to her. The intimacy had kept him going through a dry spell of his career as an artist.
Even though he had once been a key part of a number one band with 2 Grammy awards and various chart-topping hits, going on a promising solo career was more than he planned it to be. Not that he wasn't willing to work, it was the fact that it wasn't panning out as he had hoped dispite all his efforts.
He returned to his loft apartment in London to work on some new material, but couldn't churn anything more out than a sappy love song.
He had found the one a million times but there was still a longing, a void...
He had just gotten out of a relationship, but couldn't let go of the fact that she had already moved on.
When faced with the silence his thoughts always returned to her. The intimacy had kept him going through a dry spell of his career as an artist.
Even though he had once been a key part of a number one band with 2 Grammy awards and various chart-topping hits, going on a promising solo career was more than he planned it to be. Not that he wasn't willing to work, it was the fact that it wasn't panning out as he had hoped dispite all his efforts.
He returned to his loft apartment in London to work on some new material, but couldn't churn anything more out than a sappy love song.
He had found the one a million times but there was still a longing, a void...
