He insists that you meet him, but he never shows up. 

That moment I felt small. It was not like he could ask his fans to move away. It was not like I could say anything as it may hurt his career. At that moment, it felt like we were so distant, so different.
My eyes watered as I walked away from them, from him, the cold wind harsh against my face. Little droplets of rain began to hit me lightly on the head as it grew in size to bigger, heavier splats of water.