A Pool of Fog  

babyfaye03 30F
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9/13/2005 11:29 pm

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A Pool of Fog


After all the heartaches whom my former boyfriend, Bellie, caused upon me, my life was never been the same again and surely, it never will be. Luckily, a new chance came knocking on my door long before I got over with my ex-boyfriend. This man, Raymond, whom I thought was my opportunity, was totally different from the others who stroked me in the past years. Well, commonly, he suffered a lot of sleepless nights and “money“ (chuckle) just to let me know that he loves me. As expected of me, I grabbed the chance! I was hurt by then and I needed someone… blah blah blah… (You got the point). Then on, we became mates; went together to different adventures that life could offer us. I allowed him to lead me into forgetting my past. I was happy by then; thought that he's all mine. I really can't tell if he has someone else aside from me but I am trying, hard as I could, to let myself believe that he has not.
Months passed and we became too engrossed. Nine (9) months later, I bore a very pretty and healthy baby girl. Knowingly, we went to so many hardships before I gave birth. You can picture it out, a guy who got his girlfriend pregnant, facing the threatening pangs of his girl's angry folks. That could really shiver any guy's bones knowing that he's not yet “financially“ able, right? Well, there it goes. However, we still had those “happy little moments“ after he spoke to my parents. I think he was still allowed to go by the house for almost one month, if I remembered it right, yes. But after which, he no longer was allowed just because of this stupid little reason! We managed though, but I tell you, it was tough!
Now, my baby, Hadassah Aster, is already seven (7) months old, she has two newly grown teeth and too eager to walk. She still can't crawl though. But I believe she's very clever, cognitive mind and very attentive. She has those qualities that I don't have since birth. I want to envy her but she's my child. With my youthful mind of 19, I could only wish that she'll have the life I never had.
My boyfriend and I didn't live in one roof. We never made it that far but I hope he'll still be there, waiting for me. Never losing that grip that binds us together. I neither know if this feeling that I felt for him is definitely a true love nor I know until when it'll last but I believe that I'm the one making my destiny and for now, I want to be destined to him. I believe I could do it. Trust will bind us through… I love him. God knows what love is!

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