So last night, I had my first dream since I left the band about the boys. It was really sad. Taylor wouldn't look or talk to me, and neither would Austin..
The day I left, I asked Austin's mom if she could let me know when he got home so I could call him and talk to him to let him know exactly what was going on.. she never let me know. I take it he didn't want to talk to me.
I care the most about him, and I wish this wouldn't be this way. He has no idea how much I care for him, so I'm pretty hurt.
I know this was the right decision, but I'm still really sad. It has been hard.
I've decided that when I start my new band, I want it to sound like Stevie Ray Vaughn, Jimi Hendrix, Metallica, and Pantera. A clash of those bands. I want our music to be bluesy, soulful, but still really heavy.
Someday it'll happen. I just have to keep strong.
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