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I don’t usually believe in fate or destiny – Kismet. I think that is a load of crap because I don’t like the idea that there is a predetermined outcome of the things that I choose; that my choice is almost invalid because what is destined to happen happens. But one look from her and I don’t care anymore. Whatever belief system I have acquired in my 17 years of living in this planet, her eyes just made me throw it all out the window. As passé as it sounds, I, Ashley Davies, am a believer now. Meeting her is my destiny – she is my destiny.

It had to be DESTINY! There is no other way to explain it. Her eyes being the first thing I saw when I walked into my new school, in my first class – late; her melodic voice serenading me when she asked me to be her lab partner for the whole year in our third class; her gentle touch grazing my hand when she picked up the handkerchief I accidentally dropped on the floor while rushing on the halls of the school. When I was a little kid, I believed that a prince in a shining armor will sweep me off my feet. Growing up and realizing I was gay, some minor details changed. Now, I am waiting for a beautiful Princess who will sweep of my feet. Looking at her, I, Spencer Carlin, knew I found my princess. Meeting her is my destiny – she is my destiny.

Didn’t mean to take you for granted

Didn’t mean to show I don’t care

Didn’t mean to throw away

This once in a lifetime of chance being with you

I should be happy. Really, I should. I am on tour with my band and all of America loves us – love me, especially. I have fans lining up outside the venues of my show – rain, hail and storms not stopping them – just to get a glimpse of me. Money is pouring in, not that I need it, but its great to have my own money – money that I earned. Women are not a problem either, I have groupies left and right and I can use them and they don’t even feel remorse if I left them. All they want is to spend time with The Ashley Davies, their dignity none withstanding. This is the life of a rockstar – I am a rockstar! This is the life that I have wanted to live since I was a kid. And now that I have it, I should be happy. I should… but I’m not. I miss my ex-girlfriend. I miss Spencer.