The love we can't have...

-My phone hasnt dung..yet.-

⚠️LGBTQ+⚠️

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Vivian
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I go in my car and ask Jamie what song I should play,he said champagne coast. How did he know that song? I put it on and I adored it, even more than thinking about you! Especially the like where it says,
'Baby tell me what you need,'

Jamie then told me how he knows this song, he heard a 'pretty blonde' sing it.

I didn't ask who she was because I knew who she was.

When we got home I let Jamie watch the tv in my room before dinner. I then sat on the sofa and waited for her to call.

I waited and and waited and waited and waited and waited and waited...
It suddenly got to 9pm and I fell asleep. I knew she wouldn't call. I quickly made some sausage and mash for Jamie and myself, called him down to eat and watched Britains got talent. We had so much fun  watching it.

But I couldn't stop thinking about her..

At night I barely got any sleep, her, Siobhan, couldn't leave my mind. She's so beautiful I can't even explain it. I would rate her on a scale from one to ten but she would break the scale. It would say ten then a hundred then a thousand then a million until it said error too beautiful. Me however, mine would even go to 1. It probably wouldn't even let me on the scale because of how ugly I was. So it came no surprise she ghosted me.

'Alright I'll call you.'
'Alright I'll call you.'
'Alright I'll call you.'
'Alright I'll call you.'
'Alright
I'll
Call
You.'

Those stupid lies fill my head. I turnover so my face is now squashed into the pillow and I can barely breathe. I turn again and again and again and again. I grab my hair with my hands and angrily pull it as I sit up. Jamie's asleep in his room so he didn't see any of it, thankfully.

I take a Deep breath and calm myself down. I think about the lyrics to champagne coast. I've memorised it all.

Finishing eight or nine?
Tell me, what's the perfect time?
Told you I'll be waiting
Hiding from the rainfall

Come into my bedroom
Come into my bedroom
Come into my bedroom
Come into my bedroom

Tell me, what's the joy of giving of your never pleased
On my last strength against all that you believed.....

I soon fall asleep with those lyrics still in my mind,
i start humming in my sleep wondering what will happen when i go in the nursery and see her tomorrow....