Nette
For Christmas my husband gave me a broken jaw, bruises and a new life as a single mother.
For Christmas my husband gave me a broken jaw, bruises and a new life as a single mother.
The day I was able to recite Jabberwocky to my first grade class was what won me my husband.
Even after losing a hundred pounds, you told me my c-section scar makes me look fat.
The girls are all grown up and now my husband is my boyfriend again.
When I got bold one day and kissed my best girlfriend on the lips, I realized I loved and longed for her, not my husband.
I knew I was in love with him the night he gave me a ride because I was too drunk to drive myself home to my husband.
One week ago, he made me smile with a dozen different colored roses and this morning, my husband made me cry by walking past me out the door without as much as a goodbye.