Basic's – Sherlock is made aware of how John has changed him and he is aware that is in love with John but John does not requite the love like in alot of fics. He is in a turbulent relationship with Sarah... This idea sorta sprung from nowhere, hope u like it please review. Ps – the normal italics are no part of the letter it is just to outline the lyrics of the song in comparison to the letter

COPYRIGHT- Lyrics belong to Taylor Swift and the characters belong to Moffat Gatiss And the BBC and obv Arthur Conan Doyle 3 great guys lol

To My Flatmate,

You Belong With Me John.

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesnt get your humour like I do

I can hear you right now. You are in your room arguing with her over some silly comment you made. I think you joked about the amount she eats and she obviously took that as you calling her fat. Clearly she doesn't know you or your humour well enough yet, as I know you would never voice something so rude, even if you did believe it, which i know you don't.

I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like
And she'll never know your story like I do

My heart begins to ache, as i hear you break down in tears after your argument, so i retire to my room and play a soothing piece of music on my violin. I have played it before to calm you down after a nightmare and it seems to work now as well, as your tears die down and i hear the light grunting from your peaceful snoring. I know you so much better than she does. I know your life history and all your likes/dislikes, pet hates, favourite tea...etc. I know all this and i choose to remember it because i care.

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find
That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time

But you just happened to be a straight man John. Do you know how infuriating that is? She can go out in a short skirt and no one would bat an eyelid but if i did... well i don't want to relive that experience. She's so socailble, just like you and im the quiet anti social one in the corner of the crowded room. I sit and think sometimes. I think about the impossible day when you wake up and you realise that i am the one that you need and i have been there the whole time without fail! Im not perfect but im here John, Im here.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Most of all John i understand you and i am by your side whenever we need each other. But then she walks into the room and i feel invisible and wonder why she is so noticeable when she is so boring. You belong with me John. I am the worlds only consulting detective and i truly believe, having looked at all the facts, that you do in fact belong with me.

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself
Hey isnt this easy?

We walk the streets, on a case or not and i am talking about things but all the while my head repeats the same thought. This is how it should be, no Sarah, no Moriarty, no nothing except the two of us and it feels so right. We laugh and joke as we wait in the park to ambush a suspect and with the case already embedded in my mind i allow myself to think about how easy it is with you. I struggle to make even the most basic small talk with others but with you it just comes so naturally.

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?

You used to smile all the time John. I remember it, the proper smile that was natural and took no effort to construct on your face. But now just a small smirk takes you moments to prepare and i know its because of her. Her attitude towards you has changed your own attitude to everything else and it isn't right. She has brought you down and yet every time i ask you deny that theres anything wrong and you quickly dismiss the topic. Why are you with her John? She is so wrong for you.

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

She goes on your dates in those high, high heels that attract way too much attention even though she knows you hate them and i wear my sneakers down the pub where i sit and wait for the arguments to begin. That way i can always be the first to console you, to prove to you that i care. She is Mrs popular and i watch as she laps up the attention, leaving you on the sidelines and once again i allow myself to dream about the impossible day when you wake up and decide that i am the one who has been here and i am exactly what you have been looking for.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

I understand you John, better than anyone ever will. I've been here for you through thick and thin so why can you never just disregard your pointless label (Straight) and see that you really do belong with me?

Standin by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that?
You belong with me
You belong with me

I wait outside the door of the crime scenes, which i might add, is something i have never done for anyone before. But i wait for you because i need you and some how i hope that maybe this will help you to see that all the evidence suggests that you belong with me.

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.

I remember the night that you drove home in tears from Sarah's after you had a blazing row over why we spend so much time together.

You walked in and said something about her wanting you to stop working with me and my heart skipped a beat but i noticed you were almost in tears again so i spoke up.

"She's just jealous of our 'bromance'" And you laughed. For the first time in months you properly laughed and for that moment you were more full of life than i had ever seen you. I stuck your favourite song on YouTube and you told me about a dream you had a few weeks ago. I wasn't really listening but it was to do with being lost. Something you said knocked me back into consciousness though.

"Where do you think i belong, Sherlock?"

I stayed silent but my mind screamed... YOU BELONG WITH ME JOHN!

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you?
Been here all along so why can't you see?
You belong with me

Im the one who understands John. I've been here all along but im running out of patience. Im not sure if i should say it again. Ya see? That is what you do to me. You make me, Sherlock Holmes, unsure.

Standing by or waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that
You belong with me
You belong with me

All of these thoughts occur to me whilst standing at the back door of a crime scene. How can you be so blind John? You're not stupid like the rest of them.

Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me

Don't you ever think about these things John?

You belong with me,

Sherlock Holmes