My bub

And tears wont stop flowing,
From that moment it was true,
The life i had growing inside of me,
The living unborn child i will never get to meet.
This life i became so attached to,
It was ours and life would change.
But fate had another plan,
Something i didn't want to ever experience came my way,
And from that my child was no more.
The thought that i will never look upon its face,
Never hold it in my arms, nor hear its little laugh,
I shall never know what its name would have been.
Instead I'm left crying myself to sleep,
Crying at the very thought that i had lost my unborn baby,
I feel as i no longer want to go on,
But i know i must,
I have to strong.

*i know its not good but its all true*