|Sherlock Imagines|

Sherlock: #11

Pairing: Sherlock Holmes x Reader
Song: Sorry: Halsey
Warnings: I write way too many song imagines I just can't help it whoops more coming soon

Sherlock sat in his usual chair, unmoving.

I've missed your calls for months it seems, don't realize how mean I can be

You were gone, along with all of your clothes and belongings. The flat was quiet without your humming or footsteps or nagging. What Sherlock wouldn't give to have you nag at him once more.

'Cause I can sometimes treat the people that I love like jewelry

Sherlock could sit and pretend all day that it was your fault, that you were the one who ruined the relationship.

'Cause I can change my mind each day, I didn't mean to try you on
But I still know your birthday and your mother's favorite song

But that would be a lie; it was him. His destructive tendencies had finally caught up to him and cost him you.

So I'm sorry to my unknown lover, sorry that I can't believe
That's anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me

You were different, someone Sherlock could listen to for hours. And he liked to listen to you, liked to hear about your days, your feelings, your thoughts on the most trivial things He knew your favorite books, knew how much you loved the stars and the smell of freshly baked bread.

Sorry to my unknown lover, sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you and all of the things that we had behind

But knowing those things, knowing you, hadn't been enough to keep you together. Hadn't been enough to keep the negative voices from creeping in like weeds.

I run away when things are good, and never really understood
the way you laid your eyes on me, in ways that no one ever could

The voices were so loud, whispering poisonous thoughts into Sherlock's ears. They told him that he wasn't good enough, that you were going to leave him eventually.

And so it seems I broke your heart, my ignorance has struck again
I failed to see it from the start and tore you open 'til the end

Those wicked voices convinced him that you were too good for him and eventually he started to believe them. He'd never been in love like this before, he didn't know any better.

So I'm sorry to my unknown lover, sorry that I can't believe
That's anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me

Looking back Sherlock wished he would have seen it. He became distant, convinced that he was doing you a favor by turning you away. But that hadn't been the case. He was a fool.

Sorry to my unknown lover, sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you and all of the things that we had behind

You fought against it for as long as you could, trying to convince him that the voices were wrong. You were better off together, not apart.

And someone will love you, someone will love you, someone will love you

And Sherlock agreed you were like no one else he'd ever met before, made he feel things he never felt before. But he became convinced that you no longer needed him, no matter how much you protested and disagreed.

Someone will love you, someone will love you, someone will love you, but someone isn't me

You fought, but Sherlock's destructive tendencies won over. He just couldn't help but ruin it.

So I'm sorry to my unknown lover, sorry that I can't believe
That's anybody ever really starts to fall in love with me

He ruined it and now you were gone. On your way to America, where Mycroft had set you up with a new job.

Sorry to my unknown lover, sorry I could be so blind
Didn't mean to leave you and all of the things that we had behind

He couldn't get the image of you tearing up as he broke your heart out of his head, the destruction and pain spilling over.

And someone will love you, someone will love you, someone will love you

Sherlock loved you, with every muscle and organ and cell in his body. But it wasn't enough. The love was not enough.

But someone isn't me