You would hate me if you knew the feelings I still have for him. You would despise me if you knew I dream about him and wake up hoping to see him next to me. You hate him, and you think that I should too, but in reality, I'm still so in love with him.

You're the father of my child, and I am so greatful for you. But I am so glad you can't read my thoughts. I'm so confused and so lost...And I feel so guilty for loving him. But I can't stop myself from loving him...