Baby, come to me
Come to me
I've always known that you were born to fly
But you can come to me
If the world breaks your heart
No matter where on earth you are
You can come to me-Celine Dion
Dear Nobody,
It’s been three days since I’ve known you, and in those three days I’ve felt nothing but regret. It was all my fault that you’re here, and it’s my fault you’ll be staying, if I hadn’t made that vow to not kill another living creature you’d be gone by now, and I would have felt nothing; nothing at all.
Who are you anyway, what are you? Human or just a pile of DNA crushed together by nature; no, you are the result of what happens for not wearing protection, a product of life that has no physical form. You are what happens when the egg and sperm meet after one stupid night of nothingness.
You are my depressant, and forever will you remain that way. I didn’t want you, I never will, you weren’t planned, you are not loved. You are what builds the hate up inside my stomach; you are my display of resentment. You are the nobody that brings the tears to my eyes when I sleep.
You are something that I could never love…
…and yet I try…
…I try so hard…
…but I could never find it in my heart to forgive you…
…for ruining my life.
Ororo…
