Happier.

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I remember this street; this park. It was the start of our relationship. 

Walking down the 29th and park. 

Just when I didn't think that things could be worse, you appeared. Your blond hair instantly recognisable. My heart lifted, thinking that maybe, you came here too, to reminisce about our time together. But it crashed down almost too soon. Your fingers were entangled with another boy's, whose hair was jet black, like mine. It's only been a month.

I saw in another's arms, only a month we've been apart. 

A month, four weeks, thirty days. It seemed too soon, but you look...happier. 

You look happier.

You walked into the bar, the very same bar that we met, the same bar we slow-danced in. He tip-toed, and pressed his lips to your ear. You burst out laughing, the coffee in your hand almost toppling over. 

You walk inside a bar; he said something to make you laugh. I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours. 

You continue to laugh, and he stares at you, smiling until his lips seem to split. 

Yeah, you look happier, you do. 

Suddenly I remember the day I broke your heart. I remember the way those baby blues fill with tears, and the hopelessness in your voice. You told me that I had access to your entire heart, and like a cruel beast I destroyed it. You also said that I was the first. The first one who you gave everything to. 

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you. 

I told you I didn't care, but I cared. I cared so much, that I let you go, because I'll never be good enough for you. 

But ain't nobody love you like I do.

I promised myself that I wouldn't be bothered if you moved on. I promised. 

I promised that I would not take it personal, baby, if you're moving on with someone new. 

I knew that it was the right thing to do. 

Because baby you look happier, you do. 

All my friends told me that I'll feel happy too, someday. 

My friends told me one day, I'll feel it too. 

So I smile and pretend that I was happy. Fake it till you make it,right?

Until then, I'll smile and hide the truth, but I know I was happier with you. 

I may have promised myself to let you go, but a part of my heart always held on, onto the hope that maybe, you'll never find someone to make you happier, and you'll come back. Hope was a cruel mistress, a horrible, bitter pill to swallow. But how could I forget you? Everything is you. 

Sat in the corner of the room, everything's reminding me of you. Nursing an empty bottle and telling myself you're happier. 

I glanced back at you both. 

Aren't you?

I hurt you, I destroyed you. But I still love you. I love you so much, but you deserve to be free. You deserve to me, but gods, I still love you. 

Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain't nobody need you like I do. And I know that there's others that deserve you. 

Fuck. 

But my darling, I am still in love with you!

My eyes wander at your intertwined fingers. The large smiles on your faces. 

But I guess you look happier, you do. My friends told me one day, I'll feel it too. 

I pretend, like I said, fake it till you make it. But I know I wasn't fooling anybody. 

I could try and smile to hide the truth, but baby, I know I was happier with you. 

As I watched both of you disappear out of sight, my heart shatters, just a little. But maybe, I'll still get you in the end. 

Baby, you look happier, you do. I knew one day, you'll fall for someone new. And if he breaks your heart like lovers do...just know..that I'll be waiting here...

For you. 

End. 

Author's note: Haha, motherfuckers! I published a chapter before the last petal of the rose wilts and dies. As you can see, I just watched Beauty and the Beast. IT. WAS. FIRE. I loved it so much. Anyway, I'm sure all of you has heard Ed Sheeran's new music, and 'Happier' is by far my favourite. So, enjoy this sad chapter. Yes, they will NEVER get back together. 

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. *Evil laughter* 

Love, K.

P.S. Found the art on Insta and it was gorg soooo :). Credits to the artist, too, it's amazing; by far my most favourite art of Solangelo.

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