He looked around at the people around him, taking a ragged breath. She wasn't there, she'd never be there again. If he closed his eyes, he could see her- blurry yet beautiful, with that smile which could move mountains and the sweet innocence which never left her face. But now that she was gone, he knew he couldn't stop. He had to make sure their dreams came alive, dreams of soulful music so deep it captured and held your soul in the tightest of embraces, dreams of singing on road trips,with the wind in your hair and sunlight in your eyes, dreams of singing huddled around a campfire under the light of a thousand stars. So he would continue performing, because whenever he did that, he knew she was close, and was happy. And so he stepped into the limelight with his harmonium.