18 months I've kept this trapped in
to be quite honest I don't know where to begin.
I was working two jobs to support you and your mother
I truly thought that we could always love one another.
Late one night the ringing wouldn't stop.
10 missed calls made my heart drop.
Work finally slowed down and I called back
the anxiety almost gave me a ******* heart attack.
"Honey sorry I've been busy is everything okay?"
She said she'd had enough, she said she couldn't stay.
"I mean I know that I'm not perfect but this is out of the blue
can you at least stay through the night so I can talk to you?"
I calmed her down, things seemed to be alright.
But she changed her mind before the end of the night.
3 hours later I got another call.
Your mother decided she couldn't stay after all.
You were 3 months old and I didn't get to say goodbye
I couldn't stop crying, felt like I was gonna die.
I had no idea a heart could break so bad.
After a wave of emotions I realized I was mad.
I was working 80 hour weeks to stay financially stable
to buy diapers, gas, and clothes, and keep food on the table.
18 months later the divorce is finally going through
still working 2 jobs to give her money to take care of you.
I'm still healing even though I act like I am fine.
But I don't have nearly enough time with my precious son of mine.
That's why I'm still grinding every single day.
I'm coming for you, I'll be moving your way.
I won't let her come between this dynamic duo
I'm so happy she takes good care of you though.
It's frustrating dealing with so much drama.
But I'm so thankful that she's at least a good mama.
There may be many differences between she and I
but there's at least one thing, on her I can rely.
That she'll put you first in everything in life
which is why it doesn't matter that she's no longer my wife.
We can both agree that your future is priority number one.
So buckle up and enjoy the ride because we love you son.