Today at work, I heard it. Once, the dulcet tones of that guitar rang deep in my bones, and the pianist's fingers, dancing across the electric keyboard, were like a well remembered dream. It was none other than Amethyst Drive, and their new song played across the radio.

A bit about the band, before I continue.

They were a sweet bunch, all but Evan, but let's not go there. They all had cool "band names" and were exceptionally good looking. Hades, the slightly nerdy keyboardist, was like the big brother I never had (well, I really did have an older brother, but that's beside the point.) Lucifer, the bassist, had dark hair long enough to braid, and Reaper, the drummer, was one who would sacrifice his entire being for the sake of another. And then there's Hartbreaker, who was none other than my ex-boyfriend.

The song was called "Only Air," and topped the rock charts for a week. I had heard about it on the radio, but I always switched the station, boycotting the bastard. Unfortunately, Adam decided that this was a good song, and, reluctantly, I had to agree, and the station remained, Evan's voice and guitar sounding like it came from Mount Olympus.

"You reach out your hand, for someone to take."

I wiped off a table. Did Evan really write these songs? The lyrics were too good.

"And yet you realize it comes too late."

I tried to block it out, but the repetitions of "Holding only air" got stuck in my head more easily that Christmas carols.

I handed in my resignation papers in the middle of it. I just couldn't stand the though of listening to Evan one more time. Adam laughed, and told me, "I'll see you tomorrow."