5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Thinking Out Loud

Ed Sheeran - Thinking out loud song imagine **Song on the side

Pick your boy

HIS POV

Feeling old and frail, as I sit by your side in our matching rocking chairs, I begin thinking out loud and reminiscing all of the beautiful moments we both shared together. We met at the grand young age of 23. Now that we're 70, it feels like a lifetime ago, but I remember it as if it was yesterday. And darling, trust me, I still feel the same as I did back then. I'm still falling and just as hard.

I know our legs don't work like they once did, our bodies old and tired from the amount of fun we had as youngsters, arthritis and too many hip operations to boot. But, if I could, I would try and gently sweep you off of your feet, but I know the nurses wouldn't appreciate two old cronies needing to be on bed rest for a while.

I can deal with old age, with you by my side, I just can't deal with how my memory will fade. My hair has thinned and it's almost long gone, but it's the memories that I want and will cherish forever. Even when they have been forgotten. Just like the crowds that once chanted my name, they will be gone but, unlike them, you remained. Even when I couldn't play the strings of my beloved guitar no longer, you stayed by my side and encouraged me to pursue other projects, the whole time being the optimist whilst I had a negative outlook on life.

That's because you still love me the same way. You didn't love me for who everyone saw me as. You loved me for, well, me. The real me that not everybody else saw, only the lucky ones. And, my darling, we're the luckiest of the bunch to fall in love in such a mysterious way. Maybe that's all a part of the plan. Even with just a touch of our hands, I fall more in love every single day, and I like to remind you of everything that we shared.

How we would hold each other at night, star gazing until all the lights in the night sky died, and we would lay in each other's loving arms. We would kiss under the glittering sky, then you would press your head against my chest and hear my beating heart. The heart that beat for you, continuously thumping, and it becoming louder and more frequent whenever you're near.

As I look at you now, at the ripe age of 70, I can't stop thinking of how beautiful you are. Both on the inside and the outside. Your mind, heart, body and soul. And, even as we age, I know our souls don't grow old. Yours is evergreen and destined to last an eternity. Just like your breath taking smile, which is locked away in my mind and memory, and that's why I'm scared to lose it. Just like I know you are yours.

Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?

Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?

Everything that I'm trying to keep on remembering could easily vanish. One day, I could wake up, and it all be gone. I know there is no way to prevent it, apart from just cherishing the moments as often as I can. So that's what we do. Every afternoon, we sit in the garden of the retirement home we live in, sometimes joined by our grandchildren on a Sunday, and we talk about our lives as if it was a fairytale. And to us, it was and still is.

Now, darling, I'm just thinking out loud.

"Maybe we found love, right where we are."

You would send me a warm smile, one that could beat the rays of the sun above, and you would kiss my cheek affectionately. Your touch still giving me tingles, as we both feel the love we yearn for. The love we deserve and the love that we receive. I'm just thinking out loud, but you'll be forever in my memory.