shawn mendes imagines [ COMPLETED ]

strangers

Everyday I pass him in the hall and we don't even give each other a second glance. I see him in my classes and it's as if he's just another random classmate. It's as if we're total strangers.

Yet somehow he continuously appears in my dreams. Somehow he always invades my thoughts. Somehow I spend my lonely nights aching for him.

The boy that was once my everything, was now just a something. A distant memory. A blur. A dream.

An unforgettable dream.

But somehow also an unimaginable nightmare.

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HOLY FUCK THIS IS SHORT