Daddys Home

“daddys home” he used to shout screams would rise in the house throughout. But the joyful screams would turn into a fight A house a home whats the difference right? You dont know what you have until you lose it and your life falls apart bit by bit. My house once filled with laughter my love my life my happy ever after. My home is now just a house 4 walls a floor it all changed when you walked out the door. Its not that bad the life i had. But i think this ones good too at least i still get to see you. But nowhere near as much once a week weekends and such. I know that were no longer a family but i still love you and you still love me.