Come Back

    I hate when Lauren calls. She just calls and doesn't say a damn word. I know it's her, I can hear her breathing. The same short, quite breaths I listened to while I tried to fall asleep next to her for so many years. What's the point? She still knows exactly how to get under my skin. She left me.  I know I drove her away, but we could have worked it out. I loved her with all my heart, I always will. I still want her to come home. She was my sanity. I could tell her anything. It destroys me every day knowing she is out there alone, with no one when she has me waiting at home for her. This baby Lauren is carrying, whether it is mine of not I will treat that baby like it is my own. It makes no difference to me, they are my family and I need them back.

      Sometimes I like when Lauren calls. It reminds me she's still there and she still thinks about me. I wish she would say something to me. I know she wants to and I know there is so much to be said. Every time she calls I wonder what is going through her mind and why she calls but says nothing. I wonder where she is and what she's doing, how the baby is and how she's feeling.

       Everyone asks why I answer Lauren's calls. Honestly, I answer because I know, one day, she will talk to me, I don't know when that day will come, but eventually, it will.

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