Blue Sweaters

Liam walks into the coffee shop every morning and sees the same girl every time. She always wears a blue sweater. Sometimes striped, sometimes knitted. Other times it's a light blue. Sometimes it's dark. He doesn't know her name, or age, or anything, other than her face and the table she sits at. The only gesture he's made toward her, is a warm smile. She's always replied back with one. a weak one. Liam knows she's hurt. But will she share? What if LouAnne never tells, and never gets to talk to Liam? WARNING: this story does have depression, suicide, etc. this story is to help any one who's lost. Copyright©