Perfectly Ordinary // Shawn Mendes
I loved her so damn much;
I am still hopelessly infatuated with her. Almost every night since she left, I have the same nightmare: I sing her something that I wrote for her, and she smiles so big. God, I miss her smiles. Just seeing her beautiful smile makes me giddy with happiness. Then, I lean in to kiss her, but before I know it, she's crumbling into dust at my feet. Every time I wake up with tears pouring down my cheeks.
I have no way of seeing if she's okay, no way to make her okay. Claudia slowly but surely slips out of my reach, like the dust from my nightmare falling through my fingers.
I promise I will find her. I will sing for her again.