It’s a rough day today my boy. I miss you. I cry for no reason at all and I wonder if that’d be different if we were together. Would I have more good days than bad?
Because of what happened, I compulsively need to take a pregnancy test every time I’m late whether I’ve been with someone or not. I’m almost a month late, and although the first test was negative i’ll take one again tomorrow to make sure. I’m always crushed when it says negative. I’m always hoping you found your way back to me. I know it won’t happen. I love you
Abortion kills one and forever wounds another.