It's not about the couches.
It's about thinking this isn't my home too.
It's not about the couches.
It's about change. You used to think this was my home too.
It's not about the couches.
It's about finally tearing apart the last thing that we all built together, as a family.
It's not about the couches.
It's about her liking them.
It's about losing my home to a woman I don't know. Losing my dad to a woman I don't know.
It's about throwing away what we built together, just us.
It's not about the couches.
wow! You are a really good writer Holly! This was very powerful!
ReplyDelete...does he get it?
Thanks love-bug.
ReplyDeleteno, no he doens't.
I'm glad there are actually people reading btw :P
ReplyDeleteMaybe its a guy thing? you seem to get your point across so well though! :(
ReplyDeleteI would be SO frusterated if I were you. Hopefully this, well working through this, will only bring you two closer in the long run.. Don't give up hun <3
and yes! I read them ALL >:)
Hahaha, alright good :) and yeah it's getting better now. Blarghh.
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