So THAT'S the baby's daddy then? This must be a real story... you ARE height challenged. *dodges flying objects* It's bittersweet I suppose.Originally Posted by NymphoI watched him behind a table. Wiping it down with a cloth. Leaning over to giggle and smile with my friend as we exchanged glances. Telling jokes loud enough for him to hear. Taking short pauses to hear his chuckle.
My friend nuged my shoulder to point out the time. Her boyfriend was already done. Turning back as i got up. Looking at him before i walked out the door. He smiled. And then my heart shook.
3 monthes later. I was walking quickly to the bus stop. I am always late. But the bus is too. Pulled my hair back and slipped it into a pony tail. Hair dripping still from the shower. I jump on my spot to see the bus. And the bus barreled past me. It must have thought i wasnt there. Since i am height challenged. Kicked the stupid ground in anger and headed back to my house.
As i was walking back i saw a face, a familiar face. I look up and its him. From the resturant. He passes quickly, and my heart slows down. I'm about to cross the street. And the same car pulls up next to me. It was him. He asked if i needed a ride to school. We went to different HIgh Schools. But i agreed, blushing.
He sang to me in the car and gave me his number to call him sometime. Rushing out to tell my friends about the hottie from the resturant and who got his number... I thought about him all day.
That night i had called him. He asked me to come over. I did. And we've been together for 4 1/2 years.
The first 2 years were awesome. He treated me so well. He gave every second to me. Always said I Love you. Always cuddled me.
Then after i moved in with him. He got careless and lazy. He stopped making time with me, and made effort to be away with me. Our sex life wasn't as it was before. And the cuddles and romantic I love you's were almost non-existant.
We're having a baby together. He isn't excited, or interested. I believe he fell out of love with me. And i am tired of trying to make it work. Love happens, but i believe it never stays. And its depressing. If i do leave him, i am honestly afraid to love again, because i dont want to feel like this again. Its the hardest thing to watch love die.