I wish you were here with me.
I wish I could hold you.
I wish you were mine.
I miss you.
As I watched Shawn's story, my heart broke into a million pieces. Shawn and I broke up a few months ago. He's moved on. I, on the other hand, did not. I'm still a mess with out him. I miss him.
A pretty red-haired girl was on his story. The caption was "new bae".
I bit my lip. Dialling a number, I called my friend.
She picked up right away said, "I saw, I'm coming love".
For the millionth time this month, I tried not to cry. I miss him, and I know I should move on, but when he left he took a part of me and my heart. Nothing is going to bring him back to me.
He's moved on.
He has a new girlfriend.
I'm just one of his exes.
How did we end up here? Where did we go wrong?
The doorbell rang. I stood up, opening the door. Amelia engulfed me into a hug.
I cried into her shoulder.
"It's okay," she whispered. "It'll be okay. You'll find someone else."
"No I won't. No one will ever love me again. I didn't feel love until Shawn came and showed me what love is."
"Listen, you shouldn't be moping over him. As much as I want to tell you he'll come back, he won't. He moved on, and you should too. You don't even have to be in a relationship right now. Shawn is happy, and I'm sure he want you to be happy too."
"Yeah, I know. It just-it just hurts."
"I know, love. I know."~~~
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