Call me an a@#hole, but I don’t regret my past… That is until she walks back out of it... three-fold.
I’ve tried so many times to forget.
Move on.
Let old dogs lie and all that jazz.
After all, we were young.
Teenagers.
Our whole lives waiting for us.
It wasn’t love.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
So, when things got serious, I split.
Left her in that dust of a town.
My sweet little kitten.
But our time, apparently, wasn’t done.
And when she came back into my life,
It was like no years had passed.
We had fun.
Got to know each other again.
Intimately.
As adults.
Until one helluva curveball.
Pregnant.
Kit was pregnant.
Now, it all has my head in a spin.
This level of responsibility...
Not usually my deal.
I’m asking myself the same question.
The one I asked back when I first loved her…
Before I abandoned her…
Cut and run, or stay and risk everything?
I’ve tried so many times to forget.
Move on.
Let old dogs lie and all that jazz.
After all, we were young.
Teenagers.
Our whole lives waiting for us.
It wasn’t love.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
So, when things got serious, I split.
Left her in that dust of a town.
My sweet little kitten.
But our time, apparently, wasn’t done.
And when she came back into my life,
It was like no years had passed.
We had fun.
Got to know each other again.
Intimately.
As adults.
Until one helluva curveball.
Pregnant.
Kit was pregnant.
Now, it all has my head in a spin.
This level of responsibility...
Not usually my deal.
I’m asking myself the same question.
The one I asked back when I first loved her…
Before I abandoned her…
Cut and run, or stay and risk everything?