Day 6: Flame

I remember when I first formally met Gustavo, back in Minnesota, and he told me I had 'the fire', something that set me apart from James and made my singing more special than his, which is just crazy to say, considering James has the most angelic voice I've ever heard in my entire life.

I thought long and hard about how I had got this 'fire' when . . . it suddenly hit me.

You need a spark to start a flame, and once you have a flame, it turns into a full blown wildfire.

That December day, the spark that went off inside me was just my anger towards Gustavo. I was pissed that he accused James of having no talent; that was the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard in my entire life. James shines brighter than a million stars when he sings and you'd have to be blind and deaf to not realize that.

The flame, and I know this is gonna sound really, really weird, is my love and pure admiration for James Diamond. He's the backbone to the fire that Gustavo saw in my eyes that day.