It's Never Just Goodbye // Ed Sheeran

I'll Remember You

Ed 

Say you'll remember me standing in a nice dress, staring at the sunset, babe.
Red lips and rosy cheeks. Say you'll see me again. Even if it's just in your wildest dreams - Taylor Swift

It was time to face my demons and head back home. Radio shows were calling me – all across London, in the place I was most familiar with. I was back at the flat that was much too large for me. A place that seemed empty as soon as the door swung open and I was hit with her scent wavering in the air.

Everything was in their normal places except the air was colder and she was gone. Throwing my bag down, I recollect my time schedule and the previous fight we had here. I had an hour or less until I was expected to show up and answer the interviewer’s facetious questions about the songs he’s only heard once and about my daily life.

The Christmas lights hadn’t been taken down and still hung from the banister. My CDs were in stacks on the floor, surrounding my stereo, where she had left them. I was alone but I felt relief in the quietness of it all.

In his little carrying cage, I here Graham mew. I lean down and unzip it and he slowly walks out. Eyeing the area around him. I let him wander aimlessly, sniffing the air, when a knock on the door jolts me.

It wasn’t her, I knew that, but I grew nervous as I went towards the noise. With a deep breath and an image of her standing there, I swung the front door open. It wasn’t her, like I said, but it was another blonde.

Her name was Allison and she lived next door. “Hello, honey. I saw you scurry up here with all your bags and thought I’d pop by.”

“Hi.” I say and smile.
“Just dropping off your mail. You’ve been gone so long, I thought you’d never come back! So much mail…” She had a baby balanced on one hip and a cigarette unlit dangling from the corner of her lip. “It was overflowing every time I seen it. The stupid guy didn’t even have the curtesy of shutting the box up.” I nodded, flipping through the envelopes. Her hand touches mine and she laughs, “I didn’t read anything.”

“It’s nothing but coupon pamphlets.” I answer. “Thanks for getting it, though.”

“There’s probably more down there. Just took a few so the thing would shut!”

I say another thank you and she heads back to her place. Shutting the door behind me I throw them on the table and head to the fridge. Only thing left was milk that had expired and apple juice that was going bad. Sigh, find the loaf of bread that I left and was turning moldy, and headed for the couch.

“Want a piece?” I asked my kitten who was trying to climb up on the couch. There was about two pieces that hadn’t turned green and I took a bite.

I dug through my pocket to retrieve my ringing phone. “Hey.” I say, my mouth full and my cat meowing behind me. It was Stuart. Probably wondering if I made my flight on time.

“Hey. Just some tips for tonight…”

“I don’t need tips.”

“Don’t talk about Nina at all.”

I laugh, “No one even knew we were together, man. He’s not going to ask me about her.”

“She’s unfollowed you from all social media and deleted all of your pictures. Now I’m not saying anyone checks that shit, I’m just saying that if you say anything about her specifically, it might hint towards a relationship.”

“You know, that’s bullshit.” I tell him, taking another bite and feeling my heart jump a little nervously. “Unfollowing me? Seriously, is she fifteen again?”