I want to start of by asking you why?
Why would you tell me the things you did? Why would you hold me while I cried? Why would you brush my hair away and tell me that we would figure it all out? Why would you make me believe in you? Just for you to go ghost on me again?! Just to make me wonder what I did wrong? Again..
Ugh I’ve always had the worst taste in men. And I went and got pregnant! I always do this to myself..
I was willing to try. He said he was too. And here I am, 3 months into this… Alone.
Fucking great.
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