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A letter to my love
Contributed by
cryingonmyporch
on
Monday, 7th July 2003 @ 05:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I love you I mean it, until the day I die.
I held you close, I held you tight.
I cried everytime we said good-bye.
Somewhere down the line you heart began to falter.
Somewhere down the line I made you a father.
You up and left us when your child was 18 weeks old.
You up and you left me when we needed you most.
I really don't hate you.
I can't I still love you.
You left us behind threw us away like yesterday's trash.
I love you, I want you, but I will never forgive you.
I have to be strong, it's not only me anymore who's crying at home tonight.
Any man can have a child in there life.
But not every man can learn to be a Father.
I gave you a chance but not for me, or for us, but for this child.
I swallowed my pride when I plead for you and begged for you to stay by myside.
But still you threw it away and said you weren't going to be a Husband or a Father.
I let you go, I packed you clothes and left them on the porch.
I love you, I don't hate you, but don't you ever knock on my front door.
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2003-07-07 05:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: A letter to my love
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ilhar on
Monday, 7th July 2003 @ 06:22:18 AM AEST (User
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This is so sad, too many men run from the most wonderful experience. My prayers are with out
Shari |
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Re: A letter to my love
(User Rating: 1 ) by Crow on
Monday, 7th July 2003 @ 08:14:58 PM AEST (User
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some men come to their sences before its to late, some men never are. my best wishes for you. good work Crow |
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