Picture this:
Wishing, wanting and hoping that Kelly Clarkson would come to Malaysia someday. Which is unlikely because she only tours in the US.
Then finding out she's coming and wishing that you could go. Which is unlikely because there's no one to go with.
Then finding out that your friend and her mum are going and are willing to let you tag along.
Then finding yourself so close yet so far from Kelly Clarkson, screaming your lungs out while she sings all the song you memorized so long ago.
That's All I Ever Wanted.
So now I've got it, why do I wish there was more?
What was magic is
for that one and a half hours nothing else mattered.