Just don’t forget me.
I hope that I will cross your mind every once in a while.
Maybe if you hear the tune that I always hum when I’m working,
If you meet someone with my name
Maybe if you pass someone in the street with my perfume you might turn you head out of familiarity, and wonder about the girl with a french plait you once knew.
I know I’ll think of you every morning that I drink my coffee black.
Every time I see a blue tie with worn edges.
When I see a man carrying an old leather notebook I won’t be able to stop the corners of my mouth turning up as images of you with yours will flash through my mind.
I know neither of us ever said anything aloud to the other.
But for me
This was real
And even if in five years you call me at 3am
I’ll still be yours
And I’ll still call your arms home
—  L.S.
Walking to class has to be the worse, especially if it is his class. Seeing the couples in the corridors, holding hands, laughing, joking, kissing each other goodbye. It just reminds me of what I don’t have, reminds me of what I can’t have no matter how hard I wish I could. We will never be able to hold hands walking down these corridors, we will never be able to jokingly kiss goodbye between classes and It makes me sick. I never thought Id be the girl who hates love. But I hate love because I love it so damn much and I can’t have it
—  L.S.
We could never be together”
“But why?”
“It’s wrong, I’m too old for you”
“Does it feel wrong when we’re together?”
“No, it feels perfect”
“Then we have to be together, we’re soul mates”
“But we can’t - people will question my intentions with you”
“Well I know your intentions and that’s all that matters”
“I could loose my job, my friends, my reputation”
“You’ll never loose me, isn’t that enough?”
“I guess it’ll have to be
—  L.S.
How long could we have lasted? Another day? Week? Year? Decade? Would we have gotten married, cried during our first dance and honeymooned in Italy? Had two babies, a house with a white Pickett fence and a dog? Would we have clung to each other another few years until we both went down, drowned in our love, beautiful but suffocating. What if you hadn’t of gotten scared? We hadn’t cared about others opinions? What if i was older? Smarter? Prettier? Would that of made a difference? Maybe that would of made you fight harder. Where would we be now?
—  L.S.
Who knew that one day the little girl who was determined she would grow up to slay dragons and go on adventures would give it all up because of a smile, a pair of blue eyes and a fluttery feeling she gets in her stomach when they look into hers. I think it’s just as brave that she stayed, willing to get her heart broken, willing to give up her dreams for her soul mate.
—  L.S.
If i hadn’t of fallen in love with you, I wouldn’t have fallen in love with writing.
—  L.S.
I was so consumed by loving him that i forgot what hating myself felt like. His voice was the light that guided me through the dark. Everyone needs someone to make them feel like tomorrow is more than just another day. He’s my person. He’s my tomorrow
—  L.S.
Maybe i didn’t fall in love with him as a whole person.
But all the individual things that made him, him.
Like his grown out stubble he refuses to call a beard
His skin like coffee with too much added milk
and the vast oceans that live inside his eyes
—  L.S.
I want you. I want your entirety. I don’t just want burning passion on a Friday night when red wine and whisky flow through our veins. I want to leave little notes on the kitchen table for you. I want to drink coffee with you in December and orange juice in June. I want you when your angry, sad, ecstatic with happiness. I just want all of you all the time and i guess thats how i know i love you
—  L.S.