Lauren was the best thing that had ever happened to me. And I
still don’t know why she left. Actually I do know why she left, I drove her
off. But she didn’t have to leave, I loved her with all my heart and I know she
felt the same way. But why does she call and not say a damn word? My parents
ask me how I know it’s her but I just know. I recognize her faint, quiet breathing
on the other end of the line. I talk to her
though, sometimes a lot sometimes a little. But I do talk to her to let her know
how I’m doing, what’s going on with work and everything. I often ask her where
she is and how our daughter is. Why won’t she answer me and just tell me what our
beautiful daughters name is? Even if the baby isn't mine, I’ll love her like
she was my own. Whitey asked me why I still answer and talk to her. I told him I do because I know that one day
she’ll answer me and tell me all about where she is and about our beautiful
daughter. But that day couldn’t come any slower...

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