To One Special Friend

This poem is written by me!!

I met you on one of my jobs when I was still a happy person full of wishful thinking and thought that we could be more than just friends; for over six months we started  dating and I was getting attached to you  while you were living your double life. Lying to me in my face until I discovered the ugly truth and the ugly truth was something. I didn’t like it was bittersweet to my taste to know that the one I had held close to my heart was just using me.


Don’t try telling me that it was not true and that you didn’t know how it happen if you are living with a person in your house with you is your partner,domestic partner, baby mother who you are still with at the end of the day when a man is saying “oh I am not with that person” is just a lie to get under your pants choose wisely who you are keeping in your circle because some are good and some are just like a lemon on your circle.

As a single mother, I have learned that life is hard but is hardest and can be stressful but don’t try to get into someone else’s life just because you are single; if God has you single is for a reason don’t go opening your legs to any one or trying to change the person; because for a change to happen a person must be willing to take the road toward improvement. I truly, wish I could have known this and understand it when I was a little bit younger than now but no one will take my feelings for granted anymore I refused and I say it again in case you didn’t understand I refuse to be taken for granted for another person.

Published by Lidia Roman

My name is Lidia and I am starting this journey as a blogger; because I want to deliver and inspire my single mothers out there struggling with their children, trying to cope with their broken relationships ; when they thought that they were going to be with the kids' father for x amount of time. But at the end of the day, you find yourself alone with the children, being abused whether physically, verbally, emotionally,and cheated over and over but there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

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