Nothing can come close, to this familiar feeling.
The feeling of his strong, rough hands gripping me tightly,
those soft yet fiery and passionate kisses on my lips, with his craving breath against my neck.
Whispers of uncontrollable and eternal love floating in the
air, dreams of a family and a future seem within reach now.
My stomach knots, with bittersweet thoughts of him. Reliving
the pain is easy but it’s the pleasure that keeps me up at night! He was
supposed to be my everything… yet I turned out to be his nothing.
I wonder if he loves her the same way he
pretended to love me? I cringe when I think about whether he will love his
child that develops ever so innocently within my hostile body. 
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