Sitting all alone,
Stearing at the phone,
Waiting for his call,
Waiting for my fall,
Looking at my swollen stomache,
Feeling the pain of heartahe,
Longing for him to be a dad,
But all he does is just get mad,
When he left me,
It was because I was pregnant,
I needed him why couldn't he see,
Now I wish I kept the baby,
I no longer want him,
I'll just wait and sit,
For love to come back around,
A new man shall be found,
I'll just remember,
My sweet december,
My unforgettable pain,
My undeniable shame.
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Lovely and brave write Chantelle.Take care................