Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines

Heartbreak - TBS Imagine

A/N: This is me writing about my emotions right now. Also this imagine is a little different than others, but I hope you enjoy otherwise.

He made you the happiest person in the world. You didn't think that you had ever been as happy as you were before you met him. You also questioned if anyone could ever make you as happy as he did.

You both talked everyday nonstop. He was on your mind all day. When you woke up, you always checked your phone for a text message or a snapchat or if there was a notification from him. Before you went to sleep, you thought about how him and what would happen if he was in bed next to you, cuddling you. And then when you were asleep, he was also there in your dreams.

During school you talked, after school before you went home you talked, and then later on when you both were apart you were texting.

He was the only person you wanted to talk to. He was the only person you ever thought about, and he was the only person that you believed could make you this happy. He was your best friend.

He had been in a couple relationships before you two became friends. You had been in none. You were inexperienced while he had experience.

After a couple months of getting to know him, you two became close. Then one winter break you were both texting and snapchatting nonstop. During that winter break, you realized that you may have feelings for him. You only thought that it was a crush however, and since it was only a crush, it would go away.

However, your "crush" never went away, and soon your feelings became a little more deeper and you felt a little more. Your crush soon became an infatuation.

More conversations happened, and more time spent with him. He began to notice some things about you and you began to notice more of the small things in him. You noticed how bright his eyes were, how in pictures his smile was small, but when you talked to him his smile reached his eyes. When he laughed he looked away and he bounced a little. You two told each other family stories, stories from when you were little, and stories that happened during your day. Your infatuation became more, but you just didn't know.

He had even asked you to prom, but you had to turn down his offer because your parents wouldn't let you go. You were sad that you couldn't go with him, but when you asked how the dance was when he returned home later that night, he said, "It was fun. But I was missing a person there."

One day you two were talking about love.

"How do you know if you're in love?" You asked.

"Hmm.. Being in love is like there are butterflies in your heart, and your heart is about to explode," he explained.

"Love sounds like a great thing," you said.

"It is. Love is a great thing, but it is also a tragic thing."

You knew that he was speaking from experience and from the heart. You knew because you were there when he had experienced that tragedy. You hadn't fully experienced love yet. If love was great, then you had experienced the greatness of it. But you had yet to experience the tragedy.

You knew that every good thing had an end, though. You just didn't know when your ending was coming.

He left to go pursue an education, and that's when you thought your ending was. But that wasn't your ending because you didn't feel any heartbreak. You didn't feel any sadness or whatever. You acknowledged that he was going to be gone, but you weren't fully aware.

Even when he left, you still kept in touch. Conversations occurred daily, and the conversations went on all day. From the moment you woke up, to the moment that you went to sleep at 1 AM because you both were too worn out to keep the conversation going so you called it a night and told each other to have sweet dreams.

So many memories were made together. Pool parties, playing games, late night conversations, snapchats that were sent, movie dates, and what not. Every mention of his name made your heart flutter, and every smile he sent your way made your heart want to burst.

You never became a "thing". You two were just known as really close best friends. Apparently everyone could see that you both liked each other though.

If he liked you though, then why did he leave you feeling so alone?

Why did he leave you feeling so alone at 1 AM where you hoped that he would send a late message saying, "Hi :)"

Why did he leave your heart aching hoping that he had gotten taken his phone away and that's why he wasn't responding to you? Late night conversations turned into you staying up late by yourself crying wondering what you did wrong.

All day conversations turned into lonely days of you hoping that he would send you a message, but your heart slowly sinking every time another hour passed.

Feelings of happiness turned into loneliness, and days spent together turned into days spent alone and being sad.

If he really did like you, then why would he do this to your emotions? Why would one day be all happy, then the next day be filled with awkward conversations and heartbreak?

Were you feeling the tragedy side of love? You thought that this is what heartbreak felt like; it felt like your heart was actually breaking into two, and as if you couldn't breathe. Heartbreak was when you were crying your eyes out all alone, and where the only person you wanted to talk to was the person that didn't want to talk to you. Heartbreak is where you don't want to go anywhere, and you just stare at objects with empty eyes.

Through all this, however, you kept wondering if it was your fault. If you could have prevented something from happening. You got mad at times because you were frustrated with the situation that was occurring. You kept wanting to talk to him, but you were advised to just "give him space."

You knew that while you were at home going through all this heartbreak and sadness, he was out doing things and being happy. While all you cared about was his, he probably didn't give a crap about you. You didn't know that you were in love until now. You realized that you were in love when you began to question if you loved him. You didn't realize your love for him until it was too late.

Love. It's a great thing, but also a tragic thing.

A/N: this is unedited. If you see any mistakes, please comment them and I'll fix it. I wrote this in the spur of my own heartbreak. This is also a true story. It's a great thing to fall in love with your best friend. But it's also a tragic thing to fall in love with someone who doesn't want to be in love with you anymore.