that the woman that I’m in love with is having my child,

but why am I the last one to know?

Why should I continue planning thinking that you’ll be compassionate and understanding?

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Knowing that our relationship is more than just a mere segment

that goes deeper than an unseparateable bond and you being pregnant.

What we share is so sacred that it could never be touched or interrupted by another mortal that tries to separate the love that you and I share for one another.

Years can pass and the feelings that we share for one another would still be strong, neither of us would never even consider the other being alone.

So with having said that I reflected back to my calendar estimated the baby’s birth and realized that the calculations that you told me were all wrong, or maybe I’m wrong but I want to be right so often that sometimes I get the wrong ideas and listen to my peers about our relationship even if their not involved, but they always try and solve my problems, but the problem is there’s a chance that this child may not be mine.

So my mind dwells and I constantly remind others to mind their own business so that I can get to the bottom of the matter at hand, knowing that I could never borrow another mans pride I would hate to escape without notice and leave with tears of sorrow.

You see forgiveness yesterday means peace for tomorrow, so when the newborn arrives no matter what happens, I vow to accept her as my own forever welcome in my home like my papa told me…but then again my papa never told me……………

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