Another day confused as hell, another night alone in there again. After the miscarriage in September, I told the guy I was with about him, the one I fell in love with, told him we were done. We tried our best to make it work, but too much had happened to both of us in the last 18 months. He stayed in the room and I usually slept on the couch. I would stay up making sarcastic remarks to Google's Assistant, getting everything ready or trying to to make plans to come back to Indiana.

It's almost as if he was right there... "I could get used to to this" he said... Just like he did when we shared that 1st goodbye kiss. I was alone in my living room but at the same time I wasn't. They were supposedly members of his family.

"Honey or Baby" he started.. I don't think I can get out of this one..." Confused I asked why? "He said cause I'm already married to ...YOU" ...

Maybe it was a dream... From the shock of loosing a child and grieving 2 death, custody battle for your 2 youngest daughters, and a victim and survivor of Domestic violence...

I just wish he would make his mind up. Been waiting since 12/27/2020.

That moment when hes begging for more as his tongue dances with your lips.... She purrs as he trails his lips along her nakedness...

If everything was everything But everything is over Everything could be everything If only we were older Guess it's just a silly song about you And how I lost miss you And your brown eyes

"You know you can't give me what I need

And even though you mean so much to me

I can't wait through everything"