I hate the way you sing over my favourite songs. You’re always off key, and your accent’s all wrong.
Do you still love me? Baby, I’m stuck with loving you.
If you’d told me I was hurting you, I’d have done it faster.
The world’s too fucking sad to look at with sober eyes.
I know what he looks like. I can see you together in my minds eye. I can see him smiling at you, coy, touching your cheek with his hand as though brushing something from your face. You watch him as he walks away, the light catching your blonde highlights making your head glow like candlelight. […]
I’ve got something to tell you. I never knew how to say it, so I’m going to write it here and hope that you read it. I did sleep with that guy. I was wasted and he was rubbish, and the real reason that I didn’t call you that day wasn’t because I left my […]
I never realised I loved you until I stopped.
You remind me of the smell of burnt sugar.
I can’t remember if I ever stopped loving you.
Ruth, 51. Nurse in the geriatric unit of a hospital. Always on a diet, never loses any weight. Currently separated from her husband, who is still having an affair. Has two daughters: Amy, 30 and Lauren, 27. Lauren is a vegan, takes recreational drugs and wants to move abroad. Amy has 2 children and lives […]