OOPS ; SONG IMAGINES

SYMPHONY • SHAWN

I've been hearing symphonies, before all i heard was silence

"You'll be okay kiddo." Manny said patting my back and walking back to his car.

Okay? I thought, my boyfriends dead and he didn't even flinch at the way I cried with Aaliyah. I sighed wiping away my tears and placing down the ipod on his coffin, I put my earbuds into my phone pushing the 'Our Songs' playlist

A rhapsody for you and me
and, every melody is timeless

Cliche, I know but, I missed him more than everything. I hummed along to my favorite song. I eventually made it back to my empty apartment not being used to it. Usually he'd come braling through the door picking me up and hugging me but, not only did my house feel empty I did too.

Life was stringing me along
Then you came and you cut me loose

I kicked off my heels and sat on the couch my phone have been buzzing all day with. "You'll get through it. " and "If you need someone I'm here." I didn't want my friends who were mainly there for him. They didn't complete me like he did.

Was solo singing on my own
Now I can't find the key without you

The song ended, our song ended. Everything ended. I couldn't even bear to look at our pictures, I changed my lock screen and I asked Aaliyah to take the pictures and everything.

And now your song is on repeat
And I'm dancin' on to your heartbeat

The phone decided to play and upbeat one. I remember that day in Europe he was so happy that I was happy, we probably broke a law or something. A small smile creeped upon me I chuckled silently.

And when you're gone, I feel incomplete
So if you want the truth 

I unplugged my headphones the music ring through my empty "This was his favorite song." I whispered to myself. The memory of him coming home with that journal a fan had given him a while back, he quickly smiled and kissed my head saying he wrote a song for me. He grabbed his guitar and played it for me. I let the tears flow from eyes.

I just wanna be part of your symphony
Will you hold me tight and not let go?
Symphony

I imagine that he'd come through this door seeing me in tears. He'd pick me up and set me in his lap as I practically sobbed in his chest, he wouldn't let go unless I asked him too. But the door didn't open and he didn't come to my aid hugging me and not letting go.

Like a love song on the radio
Will you hold me tight and not let go?

I climbed into my empty bed waiting for him to wrap his arms around me so I could feel his warm embrace. The sudden realization hit me as I looked up at the ceiling. Shawn wasn't coming back.