R2B
Rowat BhuttaによるAh, the golden days—when the nights were long, the music was loud, and I walked into every room like I owned it. The world was my playground, and every street corner held the promise of a new adventure.
I remember the thrill of slipping into the latest fashion, always a step ahead of the trends, turning heads as I passed. The way I carried myself—not just with confidence, but with a charm that was effortless. Conversations came easy, laughter was constant, and love, oh, love—it was always just around the corner, intoxicating and fleeting, yet never dull.
The nights stretched into dawn, the city lights reflecting in my eyes, as if they too were captivated by my presence. The reckless joy of knowing tomorrow could wait—because today was all about living. No worries, no burdens, just the sheer thrill of the chase, the dance, the endless possibilities.
And though time has marched on, the echoes of those days still linger—the scent of a favourite cologne, a song that brings back a certain face, a faded leather jacket in the back of your closet. The world may have changed, but that version of me ? He still lives, just beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to step back into the spotlight, if only for a night.
Oh, you dreaded past and younger years... R2B.