#163- Amnesia by 5SOS Song Preference
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Ashton: His POV
"I wish that I could wake up with amnesia, and forget about these stupid little things. Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you, and the memories I never can escape."
I wish that I could forget that I even met her, but she's still in my head, forever stuck, her name playing in my head like a song on repeat every night I try to fall asleep. It doesn't matter if it is 2am or 7pm, I always crave her, not in a sexual way, I crave the feeling of her body pressed against my when we fall asleep next to each other and I crave the sound of her voice and the way she laughs. All these little things are what I miss the most, they are also what I would like to forget the most.
But it is time to face the truth, some people are only meant to be in your heart, not in your life.
Luke: His POV
"It hurts to know you're happy, yeah it hurts that you've moved on. It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long."
One year. It's been one year and I am still not over her. I still miss her laugh and her body and her voice. I miss everything about her and there is nothing more I want than to have her back. But it is too late. I've seen her with her new boyfriend, laughing and holding hands, just like we used to. It is hard to see her loving someone else, it is hard to hear someone else saying her name, that person should be me.
Her and I were probably never meant to be, but I loved every single second that I spent with her.
Michael: His POV
"Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie? If what we had was real, how could you be fine? 'Cause I'm not fine at all."
We were the kinda couple that didn't care what the world thought of them. We only had each other, but that was enough, more than enough. We never got sick of each other, and we wouldn't go 24 hours without seeing one another. We would spend whole days in bed, cuddling but also giving each other orgasms. I saw her one day a long time ago, and thought she was perfect and so I fell in love with her. Then I realised that she wasn't perfect at all and I fell even deeper in love with her.
Now, that I don't have her anymore, I am lost. There is not one night when I don't dream about her, and it is hell waking up without her. Her friends are telling me to stay away from her, that she is fine and have forgotten about me. But how can she be fine, after all we had together, was it just a lie?
Calum: His POV
"I drove by all the places we used to hang out, getting wasted. I thouht about our last kiss, how it felt, the way you tasted."
It is 11.11 and all I want is for her to be in my arms. I can't believe I let her go. She was my soulmate and the love of my life, she still is. She was the one that finally made me question how I'd ever be better off alone, and now, she's gone.
I still remember our last kiss, the way she tasted and the way her lips moved against mine. She created these beautiful wine colored bruises along my neck and down to my collar bones, blue and purple ecstacy that lasted for days before they eventually faded away.
I often find myself driving around town, past all the places where we used to hang out.
We would bring a bottle of vodka, then lie down on the hood of my car, watch the sky together and point out the weird shapes that the stars made, laughing at the way god decided to create the world. We would drink until we got enough drunk that all we felt was love and happiness.
Now, I'm not happy anymore.Because she was my happiness.
