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The Conversation That Ended Everything
I knew it was over before he said the sentence. It was in the way he took off his coat and kept it folded over his arm, like he had no intention…
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I Fell in Love With Someone I Could Never Have
I met her on a wet Tuesday evening in Dublin, the kind of rain that does not fall so much as hang in the air and make everyone look like they are…
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The Ring Stayed in My Pocket for Five Years
I bought the ring on a wet Thursday afternoon off Grafton Street, with my lunch break running over and my hands shaking so badly the jeweller asked if I wanted a glass…
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He Never Read the Letter I Wrote
I wrote the letter on a wet Tuesday in Dublin, sitting upstairs in Bewley’s with a coffee gone cold and my coat still damp across my knees. It was the kind of…
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Our Last Date Was Meant to Be the First of Many
I met Cian because I was late, which is not a romantic thing to admit, but it is true. I was running for the 46A outside St Stephen’s Green, one shoe half…
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She Walked Away Before I Could Say Sorry
I met Niamh on a wet Thursday outside Connolly Station, both of us trying to shelter under the same useless strip of awning while the rain came sideways across Amiens Street. She…
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The Person I Couldn’t Forget Didn’t Remember Me
I met Ciarán on a Tuesday night in Whelan’s, which is probably the most Dublin way to begin a story I spent years pretending was unusual. My friend had dragged me there…
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We Stayed Together Long After Love Had Gone
By the time I realised love had left us, we were still paying the electricity bill together. That’s the thing nobody tells you. Love can go quietly, without slamming a door, and…
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I Chose My Career Over the Love of My Life
I met Niamh on a wet Tuesday evening outside Connolly Station, both of us pretending we were fine with the rain while clearly losing the battle. She was trying to open an…
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The One Night That Changed Two Lives Forever
I met Daniel on a wet Thursday night outside Whelan’s, though neither of us had planned to be there. I was twenty-nine, newly single, and carrying around the kind of sadness that…