Where are you going sir?

Ironay is a funny funny thing..
So i have a story to tell you.

Black, dirty sweat shirt.
Blue jeans with a stain.
My polos on.
My sisters and i went to eat dinner together,
First time we have done that together in a while.
It wasso fun.
On the way there we blare "I miss back when,"
And on the way home, "One Time"
When we got home the whole family sat in the living room together.
Talked.
Laughed.
Had great time.
Then what happens?
Things get serious.
And my parents tell us,
They are getting a divorce.
Since then things have been awkward around the house.
When ever we talk about it,
No one says the word divorce.
We say, "What mom and dad told us lat night,"
When we talk about where my dad is going to live,
We dont say dads house.
We say, "the miller street house."
I said i would be happy about it.
I said i wanted it.
But now that its real,
I dont.
I want to leave.
I want my dad to stay.