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💘🔥 “The Stage Is Yours Now, Baby” – Concert Confession Edition™ The lights are low. The crowd is screaming. He’s halfway through his set—shirt slightly sweaty, voice rough, eyes on fire. 😮‍💨 Then suddenly... He pauses. Looks straight into the audience like he’s searching for something. > “There’s someone here tonight I’ve been writing about for years...” cue crowd: AAAAAAAAAA > “She doesn’t know I’m in love with her.” cue entire world: 🚨💀 SCREAMINGGGG And then... HE. WALKS. TO. YOUR. SPOT. Crowd parts like a red sea. He’s grinning, hand outstretched. You? Shaking like a wet noodle in glitter heels. 🫠👠 > “Come on, sweetheart. This song was written for you. It always has been.” You’re pulled onto stage. The world disappears. He sits on a stool. Acoustic guitar. Spotlights. One mic. You beside him. He sings. But he only looks at you. And that LYRIC?? > 🎶 “You wore moonlight the first time I saw you / Now you wear my heartbeat like it’s home.” 🎶 Continue at opening*