I didn’t know it would be this hard
Having you live between two homes
I miss you throughout the entire week
I’ve never felt so alone
Sunday’s are my favorite days
That’s when I finally get you back
But you don’t want to come home..
I guess dad has something I lack.
A little piece of me dies
Every time I have to drag you inside
I would never need of thirst
If I could collect all the tears I’ve cried
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 4:28 PM UTC
I didn’t know it would be this hard
Having you live between two homes
I miss you throughout the entire week
I’ve never felt so alone
Sunday’s are my favorite days
That’s when I finally get you back
But you don’t want to come home..
I guess dad has something I lack.
A little piece of me dies
Every time I have to drag you inside
I would never need of thirst
If I could collect all the tears I’ve cried