We lost an angel on that day. I remember text messages about missed periods, and sick stomach. I remember the fear in our faces, as being told did you take it? Did you do it? Not feeling well, but I made sure there was no such thing as being alone in the fear of being pregnant. The next day came, it said no. Being asked again, again "no". Sign of relief, but it didn't seem right. No words being said, it was never spoken about again. Few weeks pass by, "I'm having a miscarriage, it happened lastnight". Tears running down ones face, "Stay strong baby, it will be alright" "You're not alone, I promise it will be alright" You gain some weight, you see it in your face. Smiles in ones face, because at the end of the day, God knew why this took place. We will never understand why, We have said our last goodbyes To the beauty that would of been, To the angel that we carried inside. May god be with you little angel of mine. As we remember and love you forever, Until then, we'll meet another time.