Bradley Simpson Imagines ☄

Doubts.

Alone.
Silence.
Peace.

That's the main thing I'm feeling every single day but I somewhat make it through by a friend, families, or any other distractions that I can rarely do to keep my mind off him. Having a boyfriend that's afar from you is hard. The distance and Tue countless days without him made it more complicated. I'm struggling and I need him. He's been four months since he left, one more month and he'll be home soon.

The thing is, we aren't that close anymore. Its not that we've lost all we had through the years, but him working in a music industry, traveling the world, with loving people around is wonderful. Whilst I'm stuck with my school works, I'm not gonna lie I hate school but Uni is very important. I won't let anything to bring my parents down. I have to achieve my dreams and that's my goal, to make them proud and give the appreciation back they've inspired me.

The boths of it are blocking our ways. We stopped talking like usual, not really but we rarely do. He's very active through social medias but he didn't even bother to ask me if I'm alright. I hadn't mention his name ever since, neither is he. I'm worried. And I doubt our love has lost sparks.

Where did it go?

The same old, perfect sparks?

Is it really dead?

Suddenly, a tear rolled down on my face. Closing my eyes and leaning through the window pane from a café downtown. I don't how to feel anymore, I feel empty and incomplete. Does he still love me? Those kind of questions were running through my head all day. Does he even care anymore? 'Cause he seemed to forget me.

I grabbed my backpack and stepped outside. I decided to walk out to the park for a little for refreshments. I sighed, inhaling the cold air that's winding through my body and exhaled for relief. It was a nice, quick walk as I went to sit on a bench. It was getting dimmer as the sun set falls, then the street lights are starting to brigthen up the ways. I stayed silent and stared at a rock blankly. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm lucky to have a perfect family but they aren't helping at all. All they focused about is work and the technology that has been eating their brain and whole humanity, there's no way I can stop me now. Plus, I'd just bother them if I tell them my problems. I have my best friend, but we rarely hang out and there's a lack of timing. And I'm doubting my trust to her. It wasn't like they care? So why just stay alone and get it through by myself.

I swayed my legs alternately that's hanging from the chair as a support. As I feel a person beside me. I looked up slowly and saw a young girl around her age of 7. She has the most perfect blue eyes I've ever seen, her brunette curls reminds me of him as her little figure turned to me with a sweet smile. In my politeness, I smiled back. Its was formal, but weak.