Lord...I knew you checked out long before you ended things, but wow...I never really thought about how long before the last few days. Remembering the things you said to me while drunk...'let's make this work; let's make this work' 'I think the rollercoaster ride has come to an end'...and all this right around the time I found out I was knocked up. That was SO long ago! Why didn't I get the fkn hint?? Oh yea, cuz you dragged it out. Lead me to believe - no, know - that you were still interested. Damn. I know you truly and genuinely loved me, hence why you let it go so long, but I do wish it would've ended sooner
I have just this sudden and heavy feeling in my heart and mind that you've forgotten totally about me. I mean, in 8 weeks (whoohoo!), you'll be sorely reminded of me and the decision we made, so I know you will never be able to totally forget about Nappeal, but @ the same time, you won't be remembering me like I wish you would. Like I remember you. I am trying oh so very hard to convince myself that regardless of our situation that I'll never hear from you again; I'm very much starting to believe it like I know I should, but it still hurts. I really need to stop romanticizing in my mind that we'll get back together once the baby is born. I mean, I really do.
I don't expect you to call anymore like I have in the last month. I know you're not going to. Still tho, I continue to check my phone everyone in a while that I will see your phone number on my phone. Its getting better tho, and I like it. I'm not going to contact you w anything anymore; I want to see if you'll make contact, even just ot see how I'm doing...ya know, being that I'm pregnant and all. Like I said, I just really need to stop making up these scenarios in my mind that we get back together. More then anything I just really, really, really hope you keep your word w how involved you'll be w your son.
I've realized I was nothing to you...@ least @ the end. I was no different then any of those other little club hopping drunk party girls you love so much. There was nothing special there. You believe all women to be the same...useless and undeserving of respect. Its a shame. What's really a shame, is that even knowing all that, I wish I could scratch your little beard again. I got a werid comfort out of that.
Oh, and I found those pics of yourself that you left on the phone you gave me. Yea, those got deleted today. So did the ones that you left on my computer.