its the only thing stronger than i am right now. the only thing that can move me, wedged firmly in place on all sides by the crowd. front and center. hypnotic lights, rapid fire strobes, sweat rolls down my face from the heat, i squint into the glare and a pair of eyes emerges. i lock and load--there is nothing else. words find their way from my mouth and are lost, burried under his, though i feel something in my throat tear with the strain of screaming along to the songs i know so well. i swear it is the thundering bass, the driving guitars, not the full on AC, that blows the hair of off my face. i know why the music has to be this loud...