Chapter sixty six
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She was like the summer,
She brought me light, warmth and happiness.
The second she left I was alone,
Cold and dark.
The time I had with her it was amazing,
Full of memories and smiles.
Maybe she’ll come back?
Maybe we’ll be together again?
Just like the summer.
The words I want to say,
My lips will not allow.
The thoughts and feelings are within my brain,
And that’s where they remain.
I want to tell her I love her,
I want to scream it from the rooftops.
How can something that feels so right seem so wrong?
How can the love of my life suddenly be gone?
I need her back,
Back in my arms is where she’ll stay.
All I can do is hope and pray,
That one day she’ll be home.
With every page I turn another beautiful poem is revealed, they’re captivating and they’re real.
They have the power to control emotions and make you feel things.
Its almost as if all these poems are written for you, the reader.
It’s almost as if you’re part of this tragic loss of love,
Part of what was once a perfect and beautiful relationship.
I spend hours until the sun rises reading the manuscript.
When I reach the end there’s an author’s note.
I never met anyone quite like her and I know I never will again.
She’s the only one for me and always will be.
I don’t know if we’ll find our way back to one another,
But that’s not the important part.
I had this time with her, amazing but brief.
I’ll be eternally grateful for that.
My love for her has yet to die, and I hope it stays this way.
Maybe in time we’ll be together again.
But no matter what my memories and love for her are here to stay.
When we recive manuscripts we have no actual information on the author until we’ve read it, that way we can’t judge a book by its cover so to speak.
Inside the envelope is a small piece of paper with the author’s details so we can check at the end, in order to contact the author etc. although I suppose people could cheat and look at this information before reading the manuscript.
I unfold the piece of paper and look at the information.
Manuscript number: 356825
Category – POETRY
Book title – YOU ARE NEVER ALONE
Author: STYLES, HARRY.
Location: UNITED KINGDOM – MANCHESTER
Contact – HARRYSTYLES123@GMAIL.COM
For a moment I wonder if I’m imagining things due to lack of sleep but after blinking several times its clear what I’m seeing is correct.
This book has being written by a Mr Harry Styles.
A Harry Styles that lives in England, Manchester.
I could try and convince myself that it’s someone else, not my Harry.
My Harry? That sounds stupid.
But the facts add up.
Harry said he used to write poetry, he also told me I’d inspired him to begin writing again.
Apparently his family have being encouraging him to publish his work for years.
Is this entire book about me?
I flick through the pages once again, looking for something, anything. To prove or disprove my idea.
We had it all mapped out,
Our future and our dreams.
But they were shattered in an instant.
My life has changed for ever as has hers.
I’m having a child.
A child that’s not hers.
The city of life.
That’s where she’s gone,
I head she’s seeing someone.
Doesn’t she know?
Doesn’t she care?
My love is with you.
It adds up, as much as I hate to admit it, it really does.
I’m not sure what to do, what to think and how to react.
I’ve never being good at expressing how I feel about people, it seems to be a family trait I’ve managed to inherit despite being adopted.
This book is full of Harry’s feelings, it’s expressing them in the most amazing and perfect way.
This is all such a shock.
I continue re-reading all the poems until the sun has fully risen and Louis is awake.
“Morning beautiful” He grins as he enters the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.
“Morning” I mumble shoving the manuscript into my bag.
“What’s that?” Louis asks as he pours himself a bowl of cereal.
“Umm just work stuff” I shrug casually.
“Ah right, want some breakfast?” Louis smiles opening the cupboard to get another bowl out.
“No thanks, I really should be going” I say heading back into the bedroom to put last night’s clothes back on.
“Oh are you sure?” Louis calls after me his voice sounding slightly disappointed.
“Yeah I have to be at work in an hour, I’ve just texted Simon to take me home to change. God I’m going to look a right mess” I shout back.
Once I walk back into the living room Louis walks straight over to me.
“You’ll look beautiful, you always do. Have a great day love, maybe we could go for dinner tonight after work?” He says kissing my forehead.
“Thank you, yeah that sounds like a lovely idea” I say cupping his cheek and kissing his lips lightly.
“Great! I’ll swing by your room around 7.30” Louis grins as he opens the door for me.
“Yep, bye then” I wave before dashing down the stairs and into the waiting car.
The second Simon pulls up outside the hotel I jump out of the car and rush into the building.
I change into a pair of printed tapered trousers and loose white chiffon shirt. I run some texture product through my hair giving me the ultimate shabby chic look.
I apply some light makeup and chuck on a pair of nude heels.
I grab my work bag with the manuscript still inside and dash back out into the car.
“Morning Alisa” Alex greets me as I walk into my office.
“Morning” I say setting my bag onto my desk.
“Did you look at that manuscript?” He asks.
“Umm yes I did actually” I smile.
“And what did you think? Do you want us to work with this author?” Alex asks.
“Yeah, I thought I was really nice and unique. It had that personal touch, I think it could be quite successful. So yeah send the manuscript down to the PR department they’ll contact the author and begin making arrangements with him” I explain.
“Ok, do you have the manuscript?” Alex asks.
“Yes here” I reply grabbing the envelope from my bag and handing it to him.
“Great. I’ll get right on it” He smiles.
“Oh Alex, could you maybe grab me a coffee?” I ask.
“Yeah of course Alisa” He smiles sweetly before leaving the office.
I reply to a few emails before writing out a company information email explaining a new change I’m adding.
I want every book that’s ready to be published to be given to me first to check and make sure we actually want to go through with the deal.
Then I grab my phone from my bag and before I even realise what I’m doing I’m typing out a text.
Maybe you could call me sometime? Would be nice to check in on you and Ivy x
With every day that passes,
My feeling never change.
It fact the list just grows and grows,
My love for you remains.
The reasons why I love you,
They do not seem to end.
Authors note —— Thank you all so much for reading, lots of love.
All poems in this chapter are MINE I just didn’t sign the (M.M) so as to fit in with the chapter and them meant to be in the book.
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