Stevie Ray Vaughan

People talk, and too much. Everyone gets involved in things that don't concern them

That's where your love for Stevie came in, people talked too much, because they were two boys? Maybe Your relationship became public due to a minor accident and everything came crashing down on you

Stevie noticed that, and didn't hesitate to want to change things

You were sitting on a couch, with a nice view of what must have been the garden, while a Hendrix record played in the background. This was what you called your safe space

Stevie sat down next to you and put an arm around your shoulders, looking at you with those eyes that could calm you to the core

"People talk, and they don't understand, how can I love you so much..."

His reassuring voice echoed in the room

"I love you as much as a miner loves gold"

He laughed tenderly at such a comparison, but he just wanted to pour well

"Stop worrying, let's just have a good time, okay?"

I caress your cheek tenderly

"My love for you is not weak, nothing will change my mind."

You wanted to speak, but you just swallowed your words because if you did you would probably cry, and I didn't want that, just lean your head on him