waves - a.t.m.

959 27 3
                                    

✦∴⋆y/n
warnings: sad :/

Dreaming of the daysWe used to sit and watch the waves go by

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

Dreaming of the days
We used to sit and watch the waves go by

as you and your girlfriend ayla sat on a small hill of sand watching and counting the beats of the crashing waves, you were both more distant than usual. instead of holding hands or resting your heads on each others shoulders, you were a foot or more apart.

The sun rises and falls again
But things can never be the way they were back then

you too used to watch the sunsets and sunrises on the beach until she started going on tour with the rest of calpurnia. the band turned into her number one priority, not you. both of you knew things would never be the same as they were before.

And I don't know where we're going
We can never change the way the wind's blowing

you two sat their in silence, but it was more tense than it was comforting. the wind blew through your hair and the waves kept crashing on the dark wet sand. you both sat, lost in your own negative thoughts reflecting in your head.

I know I'd only be pretending
If I would've said we are never-ending
I wish I could say things had turned out this way

neither of you knew what to do with your relationship. you both felt like you should break apart and see other people but both of you were scared how the other would act. most of the time you were pretending to be happy for her when you really didn't want any of this to happen. you wanted to be happy for your girlfriend and her achievements but you couldn't fight the feeling she'd find someone better or that she didn't want you anymore.

Every day was filled with sunshine
Everything felt like it all would be fine

both of you liked it better before the band blew up; more smiles, more time, more dates, more happy endings. now ayla only comes around every other week. twice at most. everything felt fine, until now.

And I would never sleep again
If I had known when I woke up it all would end

waves : finn wolfhard imagines / preferences Where stories live. Discover now