One night we were together
The next we weren’t
One night we were in love
The next we fell apart
One night you slept beside me
The next you didn’t
One night you told me it was forever
The next you said it was too late
One night I hope you think of me
The next I hope you find me
One night I wish you’ll come back
The next I wish you’ll never leave
One night it went from “we”
The next it turned into “you” and “i”
Lauren, Lately
A little unfiltered, always unfolding
La première nuit sans toi
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.
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