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angels//ed sheeran

Angels by: Mayday Parade

            Three years of something I call love

When the phone calls and photographs are never enough

To save a heart that's been broken so close to screaming

This can't be happening, I must be dreaming

I stumbled through the hotel door and slammed it behind me. It didn’t take long before I had collapsed against the door, beer bottle in hand, and slid my back down the door until I was sat on the carpet. I was drunk. So, so drunk. I mean, what did you expect? Three years of my life I spent in love with (Y/N). This had to be some sick twisted nightmare. I guess I wasn’t worth it. I guess my career was too much. Phone calls and photographs weren’t enough for her to keep going. I knew she was broken but I really wanted her to be waiting at the airport for me when I came home.

What's the worst that could happen? I never knew

When all I ever wanted was to get away from you

But now the possible's impossible and I can't refuse

Grab all your dreams and raise all your glasses

I didn’t think it could get worse when I left. I hated seeing her cry, it broke my heart. Still, all I wanted was to get away to start my tour but, now I had no choice. She wasn’t mine anymore. My dreams were shattered so I shattered glasses. I choked down so many bottles of beer, I lost count. I couldn’t see anything through the tears anyway. I just chugged one after the other, after the other until Harry sent me to bed.

Here's a toast to the lucky ones

To the girl that just broke my heart

I laughed sadly and raised my glass to an imaginary table of people, “here’s a toast for the lucky ones who still have love and happiness. And a toast to (Y/N) who shattered my heart like glass.” I slurred a drunken toast to her. Then more tears came, causing me to drop my empty bottle, shattering it on the ground.

I can't breathe after all that you've told me

You took my heart and made me melt again

It all came flooding back. The phone call, the tears, the breaking, everything. So I sat there, on the carpet of my hotel room, struggling to breathe just like I did last night. My heart was being ripped out of my chest again. All my sense of world was gone, melted. I was melted. A puddle of ginger on the cold hard hotel floor.

I could never imagine we'd end up this way

After all that we went through now I'm biting through the pain

It's like this heart that's been broken so close to screaming

Was ripped from my chest and I can't stop the bleeding

This all happened so fast. I never would’ve thought I’d be sitting on the floor of some shitty hotel room, crying over (Y/N). After everything we went through, all of the heartbreak, the pain, everything. It was always me helping her because I was okay and she needed me. But now I’m the one who needs her and I feel like my heart has been ripped from my chest and she’s the only one who can stop the bleeding.

Now we all fall for the bad ones who just break us

Cause we’re so young, dumb and vulnerable

Young and vulnerable

I tried to stand up and make it into the bathroom so I could wash my face. I was immediately taken aback as I remembered every moment (Y/N) and I had shared together. I thought about her and who she was. We all fall for the broken ones and (Y/N) was certainly broken, yet she was so young and naïve. I tried standing up again and this time I succeeded.

You ripped apart these pages

Our book was overrated

This brings up all these questions

Tell me what just happened

Then I woke up. I woke up to a trashed hotel room and a massive hang over. I must’ve tore up the room in my drunken state last night. It all came rushing back again. Her mother’s voice on the phone when she told me the time of death, breaking everything in the hotel room like (Y/N) using that razor broke my heart. So many questions left unanswered and all I could think was tell me what just happened

I put your picture in a frame that stands at the side of my bed

So whenever I get down I can stare at your face

And hope and pray that I won’t forget

I took out my phone, 4 am. I laughed emotionlessly. I pulled up a picture of her and stared at it, tears threatening to spill. She made me happy and I never want to forget about her. I know she was the only one. Her picture filled my thoughts as I laid my head down and desperately tried to sleep.

But all I remember is talking is cheap and your lies were expensive

God only knows when I’ll come to my senses

Now I can’t breathe at all

All I could fucking think about was how she lied. how her lies were so costly. They coasted (Y/N) her life and me my happiness. She lied about being okay and I couldn’t forgive myself for not noticing sooner. I couldn’t breathe again and I was so scared.

(Y/N) committed suicide and it’s all my fault

                        Tell me what just happened