Letting go. || Shawn Mendes

T h i r t e e n || pt. 1

February 14, 2015

• Her Pov •

It has been a while. A while for a lot of things; the things that's keep me happy. Actually, The person that keeps me happy.

I'm not sure why or what had happened that made us not speak. But it's torture.

I often catch my self unlocking my phone and scrolling through my photos; admiring his smile. His lazy eye. The way his hair falls in the same position it always does.
The worst part is that I can't stop.

I find my thumbs hovering over the keyboard on the little lit up screen of my phone. My eyes wander to the top of the screen to see the one name that causes a heart ache of both good and bad. Even though I know I shouldn't text him, my thumbs make a quick dance over the selected letters and as I'm on my third sentence I hear my doorbell.

I stay silent, not a single movement. I hear it once again and this time I lock my phone and place it gently on my bed covers. As I walk downstairs I try to peek through the glass window that is next to the door, but I catch no glimpse of anyone.

My curiosity takes over and I find myself opening the door and as I look around I don't think to look at my feet, for there is a box and a letter awaiting to be placed inside.

I gently close my door and sit on my couch. I cautiously open the letter, being sure not rip the letter itself.

As I unfold it, I quickly find my eyes prancing along the words that have been jotted down.

" Look, I know that We haven't spoken and in all truth, its torture. I can't be the only one to have felt that we had something more than friends. You were there and I was there and we could communicate through our eyes and as bad as it was, I loved admiring those blue eyes-- even if they weren't as bright anymore. I loved the times where we'd catch ourselves in the most awkward positions or as my fans would say -- "Totally tumblr". We were their "goals". I guess they had seen what we never wanted to see. Please, don't shut me out because you think that you're making my life better without you, for the only way it can be better is having you in it. 
        - Shawn
P.S. I'm going to pick you up tonight, wear something fancy, but casual ;) "
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A/N: I'm back and I've realized that I can only write when my life isn't going too well... It's my get away, my pleasure, my comfort. Sometimes writing isn't always my main priority but the way my life is going, looks like I'll be updating a lot more ! 😁🙃