5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines

Someone Else

Miley Cyrus - Someone Else Imagine **Song on the side

Pick Your Boy

Love.

When you think about Love, what words do you associate it with?

Patience?

Selflessness?

Hope?

Kindness?

Or, how about when Love turns you into someone else? From the times when you used to think of love as patient, love as selfless, love as hopeful, love as kind. When you used to believe love conquered all, because that is the kind of love you see in the movies. The sort with a happy ever after. It's always a rocky road ahead but they seem to have a blissful ending together. When, in reality, it's nothing of the sort.

When you held me, I felt like nothing could break us down. We were a united force. A pair. If I would fall, you would catch me. If I was empty, you would fill me. We were each other's better halves, but we was destined to fail, something I can't stand to see us do.

It began with the fights. We would cry, our tears overpowering our once beautiful smiles. We would lie and it just hurts thinking of us and I've felt like this for a while. I can't pretend to take us back to that place we once where, to what we once had, and make us feel alive again.

You left with my heart, the both of you walked through my front door without me. If anyone's looking for love, they need to know that love doesn't live here anymore, along with pity, you need to look somewhere else. Because I can't help you. I'm constantly hurting myself and its turning me into someone else.

I just want you to hold me close. To never let me go. Tell me that, now, is not the end. That we can be the pair we once was. The person that made me believe in love. In its patience, its selflessness, its hope and its kindness.

But you can't. By walking through that door, you ruined me and my thoughts of love. You turned me into someone else.

Love.

When I think about Love, what do I associate it with?

Jealousy?

Selfishness?

Helplessness?

Blindness?

Because that is exactly what it is. Love is jealous, love is selfish, love is helpless, and love is blind. If I hadn't turned into someone else, I would probably still look at the optimistic side of love, the side you do see in the movies. But I've turned myself into a realist, my experiences on love have turned me into someone else.