I hate being in love alone

Do you know what it feels like to be in a relationship, but wait a minute doesn’t that include two people. At least that’s what I thought. I hate being in love alone

You know how it starts. The honeymoon stage were every little thing they do is too cute. Those were the good times. That period lasted almost two years. By that time you are in love, and sorry to say by your damn self.

One year after that we were married. We went all out, it was magical. The honeymoon was even better. Lying on the beach in Bora Bora. Shortly after we got back I was pregnant.

When I told this man who was my husband, I never saw this look in his eyes before. He said what you plan on doing. All I could do was cry.

He told me that he loved me, but that I knew that babies were years down the road. His career came first and that everything else would come second.

I thought that everything would be good, I was wrong. He went from coming home on the weekend to coming home twice a month, to were I am now.

I decided to surprise him at the corporate apartment his job had put him in. Ill never forget that night. I arrived in New York at around six thirty in the morning. I grab a cab over to my husband who I was missing very much.

I arrived at the building, went to the elevator and up to the penthouse I went. I was so excited walking down the hall, just thinking how I wanted to hug and kiss him.

I can’t describe the way I felt about this man. I was six months pregnant by my first true love. The man I was going to spend the rest of my life with.

I stopped half way down the hall to check myself in the mirror. Well sexy as I can be for a pregnant girl.

I walked up to the door rang the bell. At first no one answered. Then I hear kids. I’m thinking it must be the TV. A few seconds later a tall skinny women opens the door. She looked at me and said can I help you.

I told her there must be a mistake. That I was looking for my husband. And at that moment he walked out the bedroom.

He asked her who is it honey, like he never met me.He asked what I wanted. I’m so confused, horrified, just sick to my stomach. I felt so broken.

He said I never come home because I didn’t want any more kids.Theses are my children and this is the women I will marry as soon as you give me my papers.

He acted like it was some contract that I had broken.The signs were there I just didn’t want to believe that someone who I took vows before the lord would treat me like some side piece.

I gave him his divorce. Ladies I got the house the cars,yes cars and half of all liquid assets. Oh yeah forgot the alimony and child support.

Hey karma is a you know what. The chick that he thought he had kids with DNA proved the kids was with her ex husband. So all is good he tried to play me and got his self played.