He wakes up in a quiet house, missing his kids.
He sees pictures of what used to have disappeared. He’s trying hard to keep his smile, though some days he forgets, they never meant to lose each other life just change the rest.
And they talk about the weekend plans, passing backpacks, looking away, given fake smiles with kids who think the world of their parents.
they’re keeping a straight face
It’s hard to move on when your heart still in the room hard to be friends when the wounds are still new they don’t know the ending. They’re just figuring it out, but the kids are their compass the love that never doubts and though they’re walking different roads now they’re still a family somehow
He sits in his room, taking deep breaths, fills the loneliness, hit his chest. He sits in quiet, trying to do his best. They say they’ll keep it friendly, but some days it’s too real the memories don’t disappear no matter how they heal. The fight. Keeps continuing.
Still, they share a little smile when their kids laugh in their style like dad and mom. It makes them smile.
It’s hard to move on when your heart still in the room hard to be friends when the wounds are still new they don’t know the ending. They’re just figuring it out, but the kids are their compass. The love that never doubts and though they’re walking different roads now they’re still a family somehow.
They never wanted heartbreak never meant to break apart, but the love for their children is the one unbroken part and maybe someday friendship won’t feel like letting go but right now it’s rough to know
It’s hard to move on when your heart still in the room hard to be friends when the wounds are still too new
still they hold the feelings together for the kids who they both love true. Even so even if they are split into.
There’s still a family somehow….
Yeah, still a family somehow
