My ex, Lynn, claimed she was pregnant with the following man's child. And yet, he wouldn't speak with Lynn. I do know that the man is real, but her child Drew is not, and later, her pregnancy also proved false. This poem was in regards to him, and how much I thought he had wronged Lynn. The lesson I have learned now, never be too accepting of only one side of a story, no matter how the scenario looks. To this man, I am sorry, but I will keep this poem because it is a good write. I'm sorry Trent.
Trent, I had no idea that my love, our love was sick, who lied and said it was your child when there wasn't one. You knew her well enough to get away...I didn't...ironically, I guess you did know her. However, I hope you don't mind my leaving this poem--emotions can make some pretty good motivation. I felt this was wrote well, and am hoping you will not ask me to delete it.
