A crack trailed down The center of my heart When I saw my dad cry As his world fell apart
I remember him sitting On the living room floor Crying as his wife told him He can't see his kids anymore
I got down beside him And hugged him so tight Wishing that I could make Every thing right
But mommy was leaving And taking us along So he told us he loved us And said to be strong
I was nine years when my mom decided she didn't love him anymore and took my sister and I away, where we wouldn't see him for the next 9 months. We missed him so much. Although he let us know he was loving us every day, which I explained in a poem I wrote a long time ago called Road Signs.
My sister and I had always been daddy's girls so being torn away from our dad was absolute Hell. It wouldn't be until years down the road we would end up back in the house we grew up in.
Almost 6 years after, we're still under the same roof as him, and are happier than we've ever been.