Essay On The Baby

I needed to hear that, I could of settle down. Getting impatient with me just makes me more hesitant, even if you said that in some way being angry just makes me scared of you.Tone matters Jerson, you should know that. You want me to follow you to New York you have to be willing to repeat things over and over again. I still have Cynthia and my Mom repeat to me over and over again I’m doing the right thing by not talking to you. I did not want to stop being by your side Jerson but I needed some time to myself to get better. You were my better half and this month felt like I was walking around like a huge part of me had died inside. I have given you some much of myself that I don’t even function without you. When we fight and don’t solve things in the same day, I completely impactable of thinking about anything.I know you’re stressed out about your situation and you take it out on me. I know you’re upset with yourself that you can’t completely trust me but I can’t be your punching bag right now. I can’t take any more verbal beat downs and I can’t jump into a situation without a better plan then “ If you love me, you would just come here” or “ I’ll do it but you have to come here first”. I couldn’t get over there until summer, you couldn’t even give me a bone by saying you’ll try and get something done before then? One thing off the list? Jerson, I didn’t not want you to come during January. I

“I don’t see this getting any better,” I stated blankly. I watched as the words pierced through her eyes and into her heart. I knew exactly what it had meant to say that, and so did she. I had basically said “There’s no chance i’ll stay together with you, and now we are over.”

Whenever I sought advice, I had often relied on you. You had always answered to my calls, regardless of how trivial or serious the subject was (you especially helped me on matters with regards to Nancy, but I could tell you were having fun). While you do pick on me from time to time, it has always been in a more light-hearted and playful fashion. Though, I will say that at times, you

You broke down and I finally realized how terrible of a person I was. I knew I was wrong, but I continued my negative habits. I turned your words into a valuable excuse to why I shouldn’t trust you. I turned your valid temporary temper into your hate for me. It added to my vast list of reasons why you would leave me. I quickly was able to persuade myself to carry on with my unhealthy behaviors. Except a stronger sense of fear unleashed from within me. I became so terrified of you leaving me that fear was what pushed me to look at my wrong doings and

Maybe one day you'll see that I loved you, but you decided to push me away. I wanted nothing more than to be here for you, I wanted to be your shoulder. But you didn't want that; I'm sorry you lost the baby, but I lost her as well. You wanted to carry the pain on your shoulders alone, you didn't want me involved. I could see it every time you looked at me. I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry, but I'm moving back to DC I think it's for the best. I'll always love you, but I'm not going to watch you destroy yourself anymore. -- The dirty blonde hair man spoke pressing his lips against the head of the broken brunette. The brunette that looked all, but defeated for all purposes. -- You've been my life for 5 years, I've loved you since I laid eyes

“No worries,” the man replies, “Can’t have you keeling over again, gesturing me a flirty wink.” “Name’s Jack”, shaking my hand in a firm grip. “Ellie,” I reply, still flabbergasted that this is truly happening… I haven’t spoken to a different man since my previous life. Unless you count the guy at the post office… So I promised myself one thing in this life. That I won’t meet the man that concluded me becoming a crumbling, emotional mess. But then again, I can’t make any new flipping decisions! Maybe all this was meant to happen…

Let me start off with an apology. When things first began, it was simple. So it goes that life eases into a dull, rhythmic, verse. You got lost and that’s my fault. All I am is sorry. Where did you go, I wonder? I ripped you from my warmth so many times in the velvet of night. So many times you stayed hidden amongst the shelves and floorboards; finding yourself reserved to that small corner on the sofa. What were you thinking of then? Somehow, you always found your way back to me. Somehow you tangled yourself around my skin and frighten off the chill. This…this feels like goodbye. Where did you go? How neglectful I was to disregard you- the very thing that gave me so much consistent comfort. My soul bearer of entertainment on rainy days and

When I was little, the great mystery to me was never where babies came from but why they were here. I mean I understand the way they are made {my older sister Carlee told me all about it} even though i'm sure most of it was wrong she seemed pretty excited to tell me so I kept listening. Other kids my age are too busy making up rumors about things they did or things they have done to “make babies”, but the question is still pondering in my head, why are babies here?

completely different of me. He was always ready to help even if he does know what to do.

You never ask me how my day was, and I know it’s a two way street and I never ask you either, but that’s our issue. Each day we are completely platonic, I'm lucky if I can catch you admiring my appearance once or twice and I never have anything compassionate to ever say to you, nevertheless, at night, you change. You hold me in your arms and I feel safe, but that feeling isn't truly safety. It's delusion and false hope and I can't continue to live like this. We are not seventeen anymore and it looks as if we're both looking for a more serious relationship and this petty situation we’ve been playing off since we were teenagers isn’t it, at least not for me. Obviously you don’t think there’s an issue with us, that’s why you’re on one knee shoving a diamond in my face. I thought this is what I wanted, I guess it’s not. I’ve changed, I’m not the same person I was when I was seventeen and naive and afraid to get too vulnerable around

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For years I thought and thought and since she is now gone, I blamed you for making me mad enough to send you out into a war, a war I knew nothing, but a miracle can save you, but I now realize that no one can make me feel anything I don’t want to feel. I know saying I’m sorry can never restore your life or make your family whole again. Sending you off to your death is terrible, I know your family was sad and Leslie

Hello… If you are reading this than well, well I’m probably long gone by now. Know I never wanted it to come to this. If anything I owed you at the very least a proper goodbye and given you an explanation as to why I had to leave. But, I thought this would be best given that the reason I had to leave wouldn’t have left me with enough time do so anyhow. I wish I could tell you more, but I guess it’s just as they say, “It’s complicated”. You deserve more than an excuse and I want nothing more than to be able to tell you the truth… It doesn't seem like that’s gonna happen though, “huh…” I hope you’re not mad at me for leaving you like this. I never wanted to especially like this if there was any other way than I would have done things

After an hour long business meeting the boys and me parted ways expect for Cypruss. Surprisingly, he struck around as I filed all the paperwork we covered into their proper place. “You know Anna I am sorry for all this,” he apologized as he awkwardly walked along the edge of the table towards me. “It’s all right Cypruss, I know you can control Tibolt’s actions or his opinion of me,” I insured him. “No, that is not what I am apologizing for. I have been a bit of an ass lately. Sorry for the language but I do not know how else to describe it. I treated you horrible after Y’s death and after my release for your mind,” he explained, “I should not have done that to the woman that I loved. You are the one thing that can make me completely happy in this world and I

Caught off guard by my statement and looking a little pale, he muttered apologetically, “I wasn’t flirting with Rina. We ran into each other on our way here and exchanged greetings. She is an old friend, Isabel. Nothing more.” “So you say. I saw you, Brian. I called you and I saw the look on your face when you noticed my name on your caller ID. I overheard what you said too. I can’t believe you. How can I be with someone who sees me as a burden or finds me irritating? Throughout this trip, you spent less time with me and more time with other women. Admitted. It always comes back to this.” “You are overreacting.” “No this time. I am sorry, but I can do us anymore.” I said desolately. “This is bullshit and you know it, Isabel. You created situations. You create distance between us. It is as if you don’t want us to work. I figured I give you some time to sort yourself, but I have given you plenty of time, Isabel and I am not a patient man. The emotional distance is making me irritable and when you called me