☘︎ Awsten knight OS ☘︎

Back to you

∗ ☘︎ If time heals everything then why is our flame dying..? ☘︎ ∗

☘︎ Awstens POV ☘︎

"Order for awsten?" The worker said.
I thanked the worker and grabbed my coffee cup that spelled my name "Austin"
I opened the door of the small coffee shop.
A girl with long h/c walked this way making me stop dead in my tracks.
"Are you okay?" She asked me.
"Yeah, sorry I thought you were someone else." I said holding the door for open for her.
She smiled and went inside.

It's officially been a year since me and y/n has spilt. I pushed her away and it killed me.
I can't sing any of her songs. It's hard to do anything because it all reminds me of her.
I keep telling myself I'm over it and over her.
But I know damn well I'm not.

Sometimes I wonder if my
Hoodie is still in her closet. I left it that night and never went back for it.
I still have her things in my closet. I can't bring myself to throw them out.

I pulled out my phone and called Geoff.
"Hey man everything okay?"his  voice rang through my head.
"Not really, I thought I saw her again." I said keeping the phone up to my ear as I walked back to my car.
Geoff sighed.

"why don't you reach out to her?"
"I don't think she wants to speak to me. We haven't spoke since that night Geoff."
"Have you tried? There's no hurt in trying. You still miss her and it's obviously killing you."
"I don't know." I said with hesitation filling my words.

"You wouldn't  still hurt if you didn't want to reach out."
"Maybe you're right." I mumble.
"Call her."
I just said maybe before hanging up and driving back to my place.

I stared at her faded five seconds of summer shirt hanging up in my closet.
I need to throw it out.
I'm sure it's not helping me.
Everything I do reminds me of her.

Her smile, her hair, her voice is everywhere.
The last words she told me never leaves my mind.
"Fine I'll go awsten. I hope this is what you want. I'll always love you."

She never called me awsten. It was always some pet name or Aws.
I always self sabotage everything good I have.
I wonder if she still thinks about me.
It's a long way back to her.