Her eyes were closed, her hands gliding across the keys. It was as if the world had stopped in that single moment, the melodious tune absorbing everything that surrounded it, a welcomed black hole.

Then the chords slowed to a stop, the aftertaste of the impressive performance gurgled its remnants in the minds of the audience.

They stood as if on command.

She left the stage with a slight, feminine bow, her exit accompanied by the boisterous cheering of the crowd. And maybe she imagined it, but she thought she heard a familiar, "I love you forever."

A one-shot about first love and how sometimes we just seem to find ourselves back where we started.