R.I.P My Angel
A few weeks before Christmas i lost my baby to an ectopic pregnancy. I was 11 weeks gone and went through hell and back (hence why i haven't been here).
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A few weeks before Christmas i lost my baby to an ectopic pregnancy. I was 11 weeks gone and went through hell and back (hence why i haven't been here).
I'm sorry that we never met My heart is broken in two I'm sorry that I couldn't hold on But I loved you the moment I knew.
You came to being During the wrong time Mommy was in love She didn't realize what she had done Mommy didn't know you Were even here Until it was far too late She made mistakes Mommy drank She...
Tiny hands, Cling to my thumb, Discovering me like new lands, Leaving my body far from numb.
(Inspired to write about my loss as so many others seem to have experienced the same) You are in my thoughts You are a part of my dreams You are with me always it seems Taken away "No...
So as a woman you are supposed to be designed to bare a child, wider hips, breasts to feed, a womb to grow the foetus, so when you have a miscarriage you automatically feel like a failure, I sobbed...
Why must it have be then. The moment I must get pressed ,within that airplanes skin. That -. our last night together,banging ,. Maybe too never again do such Lovemaking.
This spooky short story does contain content that some may find upsetting...I'm sorry if it does. Jenna was a young girl having a good time.
To my beautiful baby boy who didn't make it into the light of this world.
---Noah's P.O.V--- "Call the ambulance!" I screamed as I looked over to see Elisabeth's limp laying on the floor. I heard a bunch of screaming and sirens. I felt sick.
I would of turned a smile but every little part of me burned with agonising pain A pain that keeps growing like cancer, slowly killing me as I walk, breathe, live But why live.
Eh.. I don't want to write this chapter. It's sad. @BlackKnight @hannahXOX -- *Zachs POV* I sat there cradling Shanea in my arms, she sobbed quietly into my loose cotton tee.
I started crying when I wrote this :(. It might be my last part. I might be doing a sequel though I'm not sure yet I'll let u know :-( NOOOO Joe's P.O.V. I just sat next to her bed,...
OMG. I love this, but I also hate this. It's pretty drastic :0 x *Drew's POV* I swear I've never had a more awkward day in my entire life.
Oooooh :O drama x *Drew's POV* A miscarriage. You have got to be kidding me. Of all the things that could have happened to ruin our relationship, it had to be a miscarriage. That's just perfect.
The blood, is what I see first. I know what it means, I just don't want to admit. The life that was in me, is now dead. It drips, and I cry.
Oh my sweet Delilah Grace, I couldn't wait to see your face And hold your hand and smell your skin - I loved the thought of you within.
They were a couple,. They were engaged,. The signs were subtle,. It had been gauged,. They were expecting,. Joy struck their heart,. They'd been suspecting,. The room they'd start,.
-NATE- The meal that ensued was a pleasant one, with Tiffany and I enjoying civilised conversation with various members of our families and with upper class society; the society we were now a...
-NATE- "How was your run?" Charlie said as I got back. He'd already put his shirt and his suit on, and all he had left to do was his bow tie and jacket. "Good. I went to see Tiffany" "You did what.
-NATE- I looked across at her, sitting across the room from me with a pen in her mouth.
-TIFFANY- I was discharged the next morning, after briefly seeing my mother. She'd been supportive, and before she had to leave she seemed genuinely interested in my health. We drove back in...
-NATE- "Nate?" Tiffany said, turning over to put her arm around me. "Morning" "I'm sad, Nate" she said, in a youthful and childlike voice. "I know you are sweetheart, so am I.
-NATE- "She's having the rest of the tests" Mollie said as she walked out to see me. "I need to be in there then!" I said, rushing towards the door.