Reincarnation

If I knew that I would die and be reborn twenty-five years into the past that day, I’m not sure I would have gone out to return my books to the library but I did and I died.

As I overlook the crowd around the stage I perform on with my friends, I can’t help but wonder if I would have willingly made this choice; being famous and never being given a moment of privacy has left me somewhat resentful of the media and our fans but at the same time I know that I was never truly content with the simple and invisible life I had before.

A smile graces my lips as I watch my closest friends perform on stage with looks of utter ecstasy on their faces; no matter how many downsides there were to this life, I knew I would do anything for these boys even if it meant being nothing but an attention-seeking whore to the media and never be given a moment’s peace again.

I cared too much to ruin that for them.

Tom was right; I am too much of a pushover but only for them.