Lauren, Lately

A little unfiltered, always unfolding

3am

I reread our last conversation again
So I’m up at 3am

Just catching up like old friends
But it became the end

I can’t help but cry at your words
It hurts so fucking bad

A love I didn’t think I deserved
Still something that I had

You said to give it 2 months time
Well now I’m waiting

The space you took and was able to find
I just don’t feel it fading

How was it so easy for you to forget
You never leave my mind

I’m filled to the brim with regret
Wishing I could rewind

I reread our last conversation again
So I’m always up at 3am

Hi,

I’m Lauren

Thirty-something, raising two kids and attempting to make sense of life in real time. This is where I write about love, motherhood, style, travel, starting over, and the questionable decisions that make good stories later. I’m not convinced everything happens for a reason, but I do think most things are worth writing about.