"How does it feel, How does it feel, To be on your own, With no direction home, Like a complete unknown, Like a rolling stone ?" I sang along last verses of text, staring on king on stage, smiling on people above him.
"BOOOB." I could heare all those girls around me, all those silly, wet girls. They thought that if they wear short skirts and something like t-shirts Bob will fuck them right after show. Silly isn't it.
I was obsessed with Bob, I've got to admit but I am not that naive to believe he will call me to meet him right after concert.
Bob finished the song and gently put the guitar on its holder, then he came back to mic.
"So ladies and gentlemen this was, I suppose last song of the night, don't cry, please don't cry. We all know I'll come back as soon I'll be able to." He smiled on his fans.
"But for now it's all, I am happy for you all being here, enjoying my music. I am greatful for this." He winked on all girls above the stage, Girls immediately screamed and started fights about who was that wink for. 
"GOODNIGHT." He yelled and left the stage, the silence has fallen on people in hall. We all expected something more, like one more song but he didn't came. Even after shouts from us.
Concert officially ended, I closed my eyes tight to not cry and turned to leave the hall.
I saw Bob live before but this was one of the best performances he made.
I walked slowly down the street, fully in my mind, talking with myself about today's gig. Not that I was crazy. I was just thinking, I guess.
I was fully thinking when someone had  'wake' me up.
"Sorry, Sorry." Sweet voice apologized and helped me stand up from ground.
The guy had hat, trench coat and sunglasses. Sunglasses at midnight, that's weird for sure!
"It's alright just be more carful next time." I laughed and corrected my skirt and shirt.
"Hey, I've seen you. Today you were on Bob Dylan's gig right?" He looked at me, well I suppose because his face was hide from around's world.
"Yes, I was there." I chuckled.
"Are you big fan." He asked. That voice was just so similar and those sunglasses. I've seen them before for sure!
"Oh my god. THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE. Fucking god." I screamed trying to calm myself down by holding my mouth.
"Psssst." He put his hand on my mouth too, oh Bob Dylan has touched me, no one will believe me.
"If you shut up I'll invited you to my place for drink." He said softly next to my ear.
Wait, what were I saying about those silly girls before? Yeah sure so that means I'm just imagining this right now.
"Are you real." Stupidest question has escaped from my lips.
"No I'm plastic. Come along." He said and took my hand.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOBBY. I LOVE YOU FROM BOTTOM OF MY HEART AND I AM ORDERING YOU TO BE IMMORTAL!! ❤️