The gods must actually be real, as Delilah’s presence made a believer of an atheist rockstar right then. Jar couldn’t remember the last time he felt so happy, as he looked up and saw his precious Lila standing there. Even though she was crying, it was something about the simplicity of her appearance, glowing tan and warm in the ocean breeze, she’d never seemed more beautiful.

[center][i]You shine so bright it’s insane, you put the sun to shame.[/i][/center]

Jareth stood up, nervous as a school boy and slid the acoustic guitar around so it was still strapped to him, but behind him now. [i]”I love you so much, my JarBear”[/i] she mouthed the words through her tears, he could swear his heart flew out of his chest in that moment. Jareth practically ran to her, trying as hard as he could not to trip in the sand. Some of the feminine on-lookers gasped and cooed, pretty much all eyes were on Delilah. Jar put his hands on her cheeks looked deep into her eyes. “Bombs, I’m so sorry. I promise to sing to you every night if you’ll let me. I’d rather die at your very hand than spend another day without you in my life.” He probably should have waited for her to say something, but he didn’t. He couldn’t. 

Their lips met with a crushing force that could have set the very waves of the ocean into reverse motion. Soft, she was sooo soft. In two months he had forgotten how good her skin felt, the wonderful way she always smelled, and how her eyelashes softly tickled his cheeks when they kissed. He inhaled deeply, as if he could breathe it all in and keep the moment forever, because if she ended this right now, he would do just that: savor this memory until his dying day. When he finally had to stop for breath, and their lips parted, they realized people were cheering and clapping as if they’d just witnessed a marriage proposal. Jar looked at her and laughed nervously.

One drunk guy in the crowd held up his beer and cupped his hand to his mouth before yelling [i]“Play Free Bird!”[/i] Jar looked at the guy and shrugged with a smile “I’m afraid I’ve never heard of it.” It was a sarcastic lie, of course, every self-respecting rock musician knew how to play the Lynyrd  Skynyrd classic. But Jareth couldn’t even think of playing right now, as his future hung on whatever Delilah would say or do next.

[center][i]And like a deer in headlights,
I meet my fate.
Don’t try to fight the storm,
you’ll tumble overboard,
the tides will bring me back to you…[/i][/center]