Sophia MooreThe Spy“I miss you..!” You told me among sobs and tears. “I miss you too!” I replied, barely being able to utter the words. Months later…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreLetters To You, Part 4I miss you. This is all. Maybe because this is the first night in a long time that I’m spending alone — I’m finally facing my dark thoughts…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreLetters To You, Part 3Today was good. It was better. The sun was shining and I really thought it would be a good day. And then I saw an old photo from Spain of…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreLetters To You, Part 2It’s me again. I cried again a little tonight. I was having a night-time walk by the Thames, lovely music playing in my ears and the tears…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreLetters To You, Part 1It’s half past 2 on a Thursday night and I’m sitting in bed sleepless. I’ve thought about starting to write to you for a long time but…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreAddictionMy heart’s beating fast. I’ve got tears in my eyes. There’s a vertigo in my head. But I’m also wet. Waves of heat are crossing my body…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreJourney Back In TimeIt’s Sunday morning, around 10. The sun is shining outside, we can feel it because the rays are squeezing through the heavy dark curtains…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreHollowThat’s really the only word that comes to mind. I feel empty. Like a piece of old, rusty, cracked wood that fell from its place and got…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreDeparturesEvery week brings with it a new set of twists and turns. I feel like my life is unravelling before my eyes like a ball of yarn. And I fear…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
Sophia MooreWhat Have I Done?Ah. I’m back. Sitting on the sofa, listening to sad music, and… inevitably, crying. He’s in my bed. But I’m looking at old photos and…Aug 12, 2018Aug 12, 2018
