You’re 19, I’m 15. I knew it was a dangerous road to go down to begin with…but I couldn’t help myself. Everyone warned me that you were a player, that you broke girls’ hearts on a regular, they told me to stay away but I couldn’t. I loved the idea of you, I loved everything about you. The way you would drive me around in your car, the way you used to play with my hair, your tattoos and piercings. I love making other girls jealous because I thought you were perfect. I miss the days when you used to call me at 3am in the morning and told me about how you couldn’t sleep because you were thinking of me. It made me feel so damn special, just hearing your voice made me smile like a fool. Now out of nowhere you simply ignore me. I gave you my everything, I did everything you asked of me to be left out in the cold. I don’t understand why you did this. I wish I listened to everyones warnings and just stayed away. The worst part is now I’m pregnant with your child. When my friends and family find out I’ll be even more alone. I’ll be disowned and the sad part is you probably won’t even care. At least now I have a little part of you with me right? I miss you.