Shawn Mendes Imagines

Sunsets

"I think what the saddest part of this all is that you left, but you didn't take all of you with you."

She gulped, pausing the voice recording and gathering herself back together. She sniffed and ran her fingers through her hair blinking furiously to stop the tears from dripping down her face. 

"With every friendship, relationship, person, they create memories. The images in your head when you hear their name or the things that remind you of them. That is the worst part of this. You were done with me. But you didn't go. You now get to torture me with what hurts the most," She laughed a little at the end. Then cleared her throat. 

"You remember that song right? The one by Rascal Flatts." 

She exhaled. 

"What hurts the most was being so close. And having so much to say. And watching you walk away," She sang quietly. 

"That hurt. So much. You have no idea. But after your heart breaks. And you just feel empty. Like it was completely gone. Knowing it was broken. But not knowing how to fix it." 

"You think your heart is completely and utterly broke."

Her breath hitched. 

"It isn't. It is only the beginning."

Her lips trembled as she questioned if this voice message was even worth recording. It was useless anyways. She paused it again. Her composure wearing down again. 

"You think it is the end of the world when you lose someone you love. It feels so painful. Physically and mentally. Then the emptiness starts. And you think that you are done. Now you are finished. But their name, is everywhere. When you have talked to someone for so long. When you have done things with someone. Everything reminds you of them!" She exclaimed. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she stared at the shaking phone in her hands. She looked up. 

"I-I'm sitting in the grass, looking at this sunset. I can't even look at the sky anymore because of you." 

"You Shawn made me love the sunset so much more than I did before. Because now I could see you in them too. And now. I wish I wouldn't see you in them. I wish our millions of conversations about them would disappear with the sun. But then they wouldn't come back. But it keeps coming back." She laughed. 

"Another funny time you come back into my life is at one time. 11:11. It is so funny. Because we used to tell each other our wishes and stuff. It was one of our things. When we in the flirting stage, we used to both say we wouldn't tell each other because then it wouldn't come true. We both knew the wishes were for each other. But we played that card for a minute. Then one night," 

She paused. 

"You asked me out after 11:11. After I said my wish was you. You said wishes do come true. After that our wishes were always that we were with each other. Stuff like that."

"Now every time I see that number on the clock, I wish I could back a few months and never even meet you. Funny how that works. Only now my wish can't come true."

"I guess they never ended up staying long wishes anyways." 

"Do you wish you never met me?" 

"Do you regret anything?"

"Do you think of me when you see the sunset Shawn?"

"Yes," He said quietly. She sent him the message. Shawn was sitting watching the sunset too. In his car in the parking lot of his work. Crying. 

"I do see you in the sunset Y/N. I wish I never met you. I regret everything. Not cause you were a burden. 

Because I messed it all up. 

And now I have to only remember your lips. I have to only remember late night conversations and how you smiled every time you saw me. How you always skipped a step when you went to walk up to me. 

I hope I can get out of your head soon Y/N. Like I want you out of mine. I don't want to ruin some of your most precious things. I know you loved sunsets. Lived by 11:11. And I know I broke your heart. I know I made you cry. A lot. I am sorry Y/N. So sorry," He dropped the phone. And started to sob. 

Shawn knew Y/N would be more broken if he sent the message than if he just ignored her. Because a message would bring her up. Ignoring it would slowly push her away. And she would finally move on. And since that is all he wanted, he deleted the message, and never talked to her again. 

A/N

It sucks. I know. I am not stable enough to make a stable imagine tonight so here you go.