But you will never know it.
For years you were told you could never have kids. And for whatever reason, God’s grace, or just weird luck, I found out I was pregnant two nights you threw me out of your apartment.
What is sad, is that this child will never know you are the father.
I will marry and raise him or her with someone that isn’t afraid of commitment and dooesnt treat women like trash.
I loved you so much. And you lost me.
But you have no idea what else you lost too.
And you never will.