I have given two years of my life.
15 years old and carrying the child of a 20 year old man.
C-section scars, stretch marks, terrible breasts.... yet a beautiful son.
Sleepless nights I waited up and thought about you.
Days with hunger pains because I was too depressed...
I shared myself with you
I shared intimate moments with you
I shared my soul with you
I shared my stories with you
I shared my truth with you
I shared my passions with you
I let my guard down
I let myself believe in you
I let myself believe "You"
I let myself miss you