'moms' and Dad

I seem to wonder what happened to the meaning of love I thought that ring was for commitment and union, That no matter what, you’ll stay side by side and fight together I don’t think he understands this, but somehow I’m always in the mix, This is the same routine that happens: ‘I love you’ she says, I love Her back . . . . . . . . Never seen again ‘Stop getting into trouble’ she says, I cry ‘I’m sorry’ he says, I accept ‘Do you like her?’ he asks, ‘Sure’ I say ‘I love you’ she says, I laugh ‘I’m leaving’ she cries, ‘leave then’ he yells ‘It’ll be okay dad’ I say, ‘Thanks’ he smiles I like to think that love dies quickly, And is slow to come One day you have it and the next it's gone Choose one, I think Choose one and don’t let go Don’t choose? Then be alone One way or another her heart is gone Don’t choose, then the pain is done Mine is never seen again All is his not mine She loves me, I’m confused He’s hurt, she’s amused She(mine). . . . .is never seen again