✫∙⇨Dave Mustein⇦∙✫

⋆𝐏𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐬⋆
Night was falling on the studio. Dave was alone, his guitar resting on his leg, a half-finished glass on the amplifier. Outside, everything was silent, but memories of you kept surfacing in his mind.
Months had passed since they'd said goodbye. They both knew their relationship had never been easy. They argued, clashed, drifted apart… and yet there was always something that drew them back. Because in love… perhaps they never truly understood each other. But when they were together, something did work. Something natural, something that simply happened without much thought. Dave sighed as he played soft chords amidst the heavy riffs. It wasn't a metal song this time. It was a calmer melody… one that inevitably led him to you. He remembered those nights when they said it was the last time they'd see each other… and yet they always found an excuse to meet again. He picked up a notebook and wrote a sentence almost without thinking:
"In case we ever meet again… maybe love never understood us. But we always knew how to find each other. "She stared at the words in silence. Maybe it will happen someday. In any city. At a concert .
You appear among the crowd after so long. You look at each other… and both smile as if no time has passed. Not to start another complicated story. Just to sit together, talk like before, remember what you were… and let the night take its course. Because even though love was never perfect between you… there was always something special when you met again.