2This is just a little something I wrote to pass the time. The Song is October by Broken Bells.
Enjoy :)
I kept waiting for that moment when you would walk back though the door and tell me it was all a mistake. I spent months trying to forget the way you looked at me, the things you would say just to watch me swoon, the way your hair fell in your eyes when you strummed on your acoustic. I knew you were gone, but I couldn't get over you.
Two weeks after you left I thought I could go to a bar. I spent the whole night thinking about you and eventually crying into my seventh rum and coke. At four weeks, I packed up all the photos I had of you and everything you had left in my apartment. Instead of throwing them out like I had planned to, I shoved them into the back of my closet and spent the rest of my night watching romance movies and drowning my sorrows in a pint of Ben and Jerry's. At six weeks, I found out I was seven weeks pregnant.
I was just thirteen when I met you, innocent and naive. You were sixteen and best friends with my older brother. You made me swear not to tell when I caught the two of you getting high in the basement and kissed me when I promised not too. You guys took me to my first party when I was sixteen. You were both in college then and it was at one of the fraternities. I got drunk after three beers and you ended up punching one of the frat brothers when you caught him trying to paw at me. And you were there when I was eighteen and my brother enlisted. A year later, when we got the news that he had been killed in an ambush, you held me as I cried.
We stayed in contact in the months after my brother's death. We would talk on the phone and meet up for coffee. After about a year, you asked me to dinner. We went on five dates before I agreed to go back to your apartment. When I left the next morning, I had a grin on my face and I was wearing your shirt. We were together six months before we moved in together. And about a two and a half years later I was pregnant and alone.
I decided not to try and find you. I thought about getting rid of the baby, but I just couldn't do it. Even though I was twenty three, with no family and no support system, I decided that I was gonna raise this baby on my own. The first few months were hard. I joined a support group for single moms. The girls from the support group threw me a baby shower when I was at six months. I found out I was having a girl. One of them gave me a crib her daughter had just out grown and they gave be a bunch of diapers and clothes and other things.
I started to get excited about meeting her and decided to name her October. I was seven months pregnant when you saw me through the window of the book store I worked in. I looked up from the book I was reading when I heard the door open and the bell chime. I dropped the book and stared at you like I was seeing a ghost. You looked like you couldn't breathe. After what seemed like days, you finally spoke. You could hardly get the words out. They were barely a whisper. Is it mine?
When I nodded, you dropped into the nearest chair. Were you going to tell me? I shook my head, still unable to speak. You didn't like that answer. You opened your mouth to yell, but quickly closed it. You took a second to calm yourself and shook your head. You asked when I got off. When I told you now, you asked me to lunch.
We sat staring at each other at the table. Neither knew what to say and both of us were deeply hurt by the others actions. I spoke first. Its a girl. I'm naming her October. Your eyes grew teary then. You knew I was naming her after the song you used to play sometimes. It was always my favorite.
After that day we promised to keep in touch. You wanted to be there for October. When she was born, you moved back in to the apartment. You apologized for leaving. I told you it wouldn't be perfect, but I would forgive you.
Sometimes when I walk past her room, I hear you playing my favorite song...
Through the give and take you had to learn
How to cross the coals and not get burned
But you're really just a little girl
Playing in the park until the sun goes down