I'm too afraid to tell you. I don't want you to worry about me.
But it's so important, and it's going to be life changing for the both of us. It's going to take most of your time away. But I don't want to tell you right before you huge day, I don't want to do be bothered by what I have to tell you.
Whenever I try to tell you, my mouth just opens slightly and no words utter out. And you grin and laugh at me, and I force a smile back at you. But I need to tell you. You have to know sometime soon.
You say you're going to be back soon, but I know that's a lie. You'll be back the next morning will have some lame excuse of why you are so late. But the sad thing is, I'll forgive you. Because I love you and I don't want you to leave me.
And as soon as you leave out that door, I collapse onto the couch and scold myself for not telling you. Because I know you will have to know eventually. And so, I sit on the couch, for hours, waiting for you to walk through that door so I can tell you, but you never do for the rest of the night. So I fall asleep, awaiting your presence at the apartment.
You wake me up the next day, and your smile is huge. You start talking about how you got the winning point in the game and you went to a party afterward and you just got home and you're super tired. But I know that you're not tired, because you probably crashed out at a friends house. But I nod at you and tell you that it's okay, because I love you.
And as you stand up and go to get something to eat, I open my mouth to speak and wrap my arms around you and hold on tightly. I don't want to let go and I know that I'm going to tell you. I whisper the words that I've been trying to tell you for about a week now, and they smoothly leave my mouth. I know that you're shocked, just by the way you tensed and you let out a gasp.
"I'm sorry if I ruined your life. But I'm pregnant, Kukai."