Shawn Mendes Imagines

Her

My hands trembled as I pulled the paper out of my pocket. I unfolded it revealing the words I wrote in black ink. I looked up to see the sad family members watching every move I made. I swallowed the lump on my throat before speaking.

"Y/n, was not only my girlfriend, but my best friend. I loved her so much, some people even told me I loved her too much. I would just look at them and laugh, you can never love someone too much. I feel like I didn't show her how much I loved her. I think maybe, just maybe, if I would of kissed her with more passion, or stayed just a minute later to hold her in my arms, then she wouldn't be gone." I looked down at the paper in my hands, a tear fell on the words smearing it across the blue line.

"I miss how she would make puns about everything, how she always put 4 sugars in her dark coffee in the morning, when she would laugh it was like her laugh was contagious, how she would hum softly as she did something, the way her icy blue eyes would look into mine as I talked, I miss her, and I always will."

By now I was a crying wreck, I didn't even try to hide my emotions. "But, she wasn't happy, so she did what would make her happy. Even though, we don't think that's what she should of done, she does. It was her choice, and I wish," I stopped and took a shaky breath while I looked up at the gray clouds to try and regain myself, "I wish that she was happy, but like I said it was her choice." And with that I walked off the stage. I didn't sit back down in the pew, I walked off. I walked back to my car trying to hold myself together. As soon as I got into the cold car I lost it. Loud sobs escaped my mouth as I pounded my hands on the steering wheel. She was gone, and there was nothing I could do to bring her back.

So this sucks😬