I remember it so clearly like as if it were just yesterday, inside my bedroom, laying on my bed watching “The Stepfather” together.
You, of course, were lying on your fav spot, near the wall. While me,
in your arms, cuddling and enjoying the moment. So happy we were.
I truly miss those days….now.
We pass by each other like we’ve never met. Like we had no clue. But how can you? Since I’m pregnant with your child. Walking by me and acting like we didn’t happen.
it hurts so much, to see you with another. And I can’t be.
because I’m pregnant. Who would want to date a girl who is pregnant with someone else’s
child? And after birth, who would want to be with a girl with someone else’s child?
No guy. This isn’t the Secret Life of the American Teenager… There is no guy like Ben out there.
But one day, you’ll miss me. and when you see your baby for the first time, you’ll do whatever it takes to get back into my life.
One day, and on that one day; I’ll move on.