You Are My ATLANTIS!!!

BuTteRflY efFeCt
2010...
Alone in my living room, and my house is way too quiet. My mind begins to drift off again. Suddenly, I am sitting beneath a big, purple oak tree, in an open field. The sky above me is green, and the grass below me is blue. I am playing my guitar; or someone else’s guitar. It’s yellow and green, and the body is shaped like a butterfly. I am singing, and having a grand old time, when suddenly, the sky turns black, and the air becomes heavy. I am being crushed under the weight of it all, but I can’t scream, or move. Everything starts to spin, and colors blend in with sounds. Spinning out of control, it doesn’t stop ‘till all of a sudden, I yank my self out of it, and try to reassemble the components of reality.
I need to do something, so I stand up, and walk to my stereo. I run my index finger down the stack until something catches my eye. It is the second to last CD in the stack, higher then nothing but an old CCR disk that I listened to like once. I pull it out, blow on the front cover, and as the dust flies away, the picture of three girls is revealed.
In that moment, I am blasted back to a scene from nearly five years ago, and as I press play, it all comes back. I can smell the smoke from the pyrotechnics on the stage, and I can feel the base pulsing inside of me like a heartbeat. The light is shocking and warm, and the music flows through me like blood through my veins. I am staring out into the eyes of twelve-hundred some people, and I see Bentley sitting on the front row, looking proud. I glance behind me, and see Capri, playing the drums with wild intensity, and Cass. Cass held her guitar close to her body, and with it, she lit the stage on fire. I remember the way her manic eyes met mine, only for a second, and she smiled. Then she went back to emptying her soul.
Those were the days. Nothing could stop us. We had each other, and the world was dangling loosely at our fingertips.