woeisninnaAs early as 6am in the morning, I can hear my sister crying on the other bed across from me. I kind of woke up from her noise because it's so continuous like why the hell are you crying at this time of the morning. So that's when she told me to check my twitter for the reason of her uh... sadness. She told me that it was about A Rocket To The Moon. So at the mention of that band, my heart suddenly skipped a beat for I thought that they'll have a concert here that I have no chance to attend. But then she pointed out the link that the band posted. THEY. ARE. DISBANDING. For a moment I thought that this is probably a joke for there's this one paragraph concluding the end of their journey. ONLY ONE. (But then yeah, everything ends with a paragraph. a sentence, even.) That's when everything slowly piled up inside my mind that my hopes of seeing them live again would never come true anymore. I am crushed. I am so sad. I will never forget that time that I saw them for the first time. Souncheck. At Market Market. They sang Free Falling by John M. It was fun seeing them there and all the other early fans were snging along idk anymore so yeah as I continue... Before the actual show, LIV5, they decided to roam around the first floor of Market Market and me and all the other fans kind of ran to follow them to where they go. They entered Oxygen first to try and look at the clothes and duh what else and then when they walked from Oxygen to the next store, Levi's, they were inches away from me. I could've touched them but I didn't. Yeah, pretty regretful I know. My sister, however got the chance to high-five Nick and touch (idk man) the other members too. So yeah, Idk if I should punch her or what.1w
woeisninna We got back in line and waited for four more hours before the show actually started. Three sets before them, Aplus, TSS, and the ready set. Tbh, this is actually my very first concert. This is the day when I started appreciating live music. The day when concerts were the only place I ever wanted to be in. A Rocket To The Moon had been a band I've been listening to for almost two years (and a half). I know that's kind of short but it seemed like forever ago that their music brought joy in my life. Every day as my love for them increases, I never thought that it'll end this way - this year, when all I ever did was wait for them to come back. It's like their time with me; with us was a bit too limited in a way that those five years passed by too fast.
woeisninna To me, they are life. I breathed through this kind of music all throughout my life. The bands, of course they'll come and go no matter how long or short their span might be. What's in the middle of this all are the memories: times when I'll just roll over my bed and fall because of their perfect music, and times when I crawl back up because they told me to. They all say that it doesn't matter when you're not in the beginning, but that you'll always be with them until the end. And look at where we are now.