[GL | Winning Her Back | Rekindled Love | Two Powerful Leads]
Five years ago, she waited for three hours by the beach in Santa Monica.
All she got was: “You were just a bit of fun to me.”
The demo she'd spent the whole summer writing wasn't even given a listen.
Five years later, at a music festival by the beach in Santa Barbara,
she took the closing slot, the final stop of her world tour.
“My last song, ‘West Coast Wind’, ”
“Written five years ago for someone I once really wanted to bring here to see the ocean.”
Tens of thousands sang along.
At the very back, someone listened to the whole thing in tears.
After the show, she was heading home. She would never return to the West Coast.
By the beach at midnight, her phone vibrated softly:
“I'll wait for you until sunrise.”
Back then, you said I was just someone you were messing around with.
Now it's your turn to wait for me.
Will the wind wait for someone?
A self-indulgent, pure-love warrior; a semi-normal person with modern views on love [what?]. It's neither particularly angsty nor particularly satisfying; overall rather bland. Did the author project themselves into the image of a tragic female protagonist? [What?]
What happened? There are many repetitions.