The Lido

by Libby Page

‘Love is love,’ says Rosemary. ‘Just like a tree is a tree. It can be a sapling or a hundred-year-old oak, but it still has roots and life and is at the mercy of the seasons.’

‘Never be sorry for feeling. Never be sorry for falling in love. I was never sorry. Not for a single day.’

You’re allowed to feel lonely, you’re allowed to feel panicked. It doesn’t make you any less of a person.’