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Lost Love
NonFiction
 Created on 2-29-08
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Love is something you can't find, it finds you, no matter how much you don't want it. I thought i had found love at eighteen but it was a rude awakening for me.
I met this guy through a mutual friend and I thought he was perfect he was funny,sweet, and he liked me. After being with him for about a year we had a beautiful baby boy and we decided to get married about a year after he was born. I had a full time job and we had a family and a house of our own,everything was going really well...so I thought.
After working a ten hour shift at my job I came home to find him in bed with another girl, my heart was breaking and all I could do was cry and throw them out of my house in the snow with nothing but their buck naked asses and told them maybe they should hug eachother to stay warm. That's when it all started.
About a month later he came to me and told me he made a mistake and it would never happen again, and i was thinking that I loved him so much that if i loved him harder he would love me just as much. That's not what happened he developed a really bad drinking habit and i mean a bad drinking habit, a thirty pack a night to himself.
One night I had my mother watch my son for me so we could talk and see if there was anything I could do to help him with his drinking problem. I waited midnight goes by then one then two and finally at three in the morning he came stubbiling through the door, I stood up and asked him where he was and he just ooked at me and then not a split second later he punched me not slapped but punched me broke my nose and gave me a good black eye. I hit the floor and next thing i knew he was ontop of me choking the life out of me and everything is going to tunnel vision and it is true what people say, your life does flash before your eyes and the only thing I could focus on is my little boy who I love with all my heart so i manage to gouge his eyes with my thumbs and while he is screaming in pain i push him off of me an kick him run out the door and get in my car and drive to my mother's house.
I had to move to a different state my son lives with friends of my family that are police officers of the law. I had to leave my life behind and start a new one so I could have a life. I talk to my son on a regular basis he is a very happy child and know's who i am but he wont know who or how his father was to me.
Love works in mysterious ways. It has been three years since that has happened to me and now i am seeing a man who does not drink has a job and is very dedicated to me. I guess what i am trying to say is you have to have a few lost loves before you find that one love that wont ever get lost and will always be with you.
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