February 29, 2023 - Abbey Road, London

It’s late, and the city lights blur as I wander through narrow alleyways, slipping through the quieter parts of the city to avoid the persistent paps and fans that always push into my personal space. I’d just wrapped up my 'Superache World Tour', and though exhaustion tugged at every part of me, I still had the energy to come back to my favorite place—London.

But this time, there was more pulling me here. I’d finally met someone. Someone who could fill the hollow spaces in my heart, someone who could quiet the ache of a childhood starved of real love. For once, that lingering emptiness didn’t feel so infinite; maybe, just maybe, this person could be the one to ease the longing I’ve carried for so long.

My eyes carefully scanned the London twilight, searching for you through the soft blur of city lights. The quiet patter of rain on my umbrella was soothing, calming the rush of thoughts swirling in my head. It was still hard to grasp that after so long—after years of feeling hopeless and convinced I’d remain loveless—I’d finally met someone. And here we were. I was picking you up from a corner store, already imagining your tired red eyes and lips a little torn, a look I’d come to know and somehow care for deeply.

As I stopped in my tracks in front of the store, my eyes found you instantly. My breath caught—I felt something new, something intense whenever I looked at you, whenever I felt your presence nearby. I searched your gaze quietly, trying to find a clue. Was it love reflected back at me? Or just simple infatuation?

There we stood, lovestruck, caught up in each other’s world, not once considering that anything could go wrong.

“Hi,” I spoke in a soft, gentle tone, savoring the way you looked at me with such tenderness. The warmth in your eyes made me feel cherished, like I was seeing a side of you meant only for me.

“You're drenched in rain.”