I sit back and reflect. It's been 3 years. 3 years being alone in this big world. People think I'm handsome, loving, and an amazing person but I'm not. Certainly you can forgive people, but you cannot forget.
My 1st love, Taylor Douglass was...magical. You could say Alice was my first love but in those years, I didn't feel. Didn't feel a thing. Not love, not lust, not hurt. Nothing.
My career is going well, but I feel like I've run out of good things to write about. Management is mad because I feel like...nothing. I put on a persona about how "happy" I am, but during my new songs my face shirvels up in hurt. Hurt for the person I was. Hurt for the person I used to be.
So what will happen when Taylor and I meet again? What if, by some sort of earthly happening, she is a normal person again and likes me? What if she hates me?
All I know is I am Ed Sheeran, the man that writes songs and travels the world on one dream, and one loss.
BOOK 3 IN MY SERIES!
BOOK 1 - http://www.wattpad.com/story/2260461-start-of-something-beautiful-ed-sheeran-fan-fic
BOOK 2- http://www.wattpad.com/story/4389509-again-ed-sheeran
