How to figure this one out…
Don't know.
Can't hardly get my mind around it, because it's just one of those things.
And I wonder if I'd have the same reaction as Lauren's father
If it had been one of my girls, or if I still have enough of myself left
To be there for them, no matter what,
Without losing it and scaring the hell out of them.
I can't believe he'd walk away like that.
Actually, I can, because I've seen it happen before, but…
It seems wrong, every time, and all it does is make me think that
Some guys don't need to be fathers, they really don't.
And it's amusing, in a twisted sort of way, because they think they can,
But it turns out they can't, and when something goes wrong, they walk,
Just because they don't think it's their problem anymore.
What the hell is that, anyway?
Just because she doesn't keep a promise…
No reason to walk away.
A reason to stay, and help, because, damn it, that's what parents are supposed to do.
And who the hell does he think he is, anyway, walking away, just because he can?
He's still got obligations.
And maybe I'm taking this way too personally.
But I wouldn't walk out on one of my girls.
And they know it, which is somewhat of a comfort.
Went to see them when it was over and done with, and they seemed ok,
Like they're adjusting to being where they are,
Even though they say that they'd rather be at home,
Which bothers me, 'cause I'd love nothing more, but in truth,
That decision is up to their mother.
Can't force it to go my way, and I wouldn't, anyway,
Just because it feels like I've known this was going to happen,
And I wish more than anything that I could figure out where I'm going.
Even now. Even though it's been almost a year.
Feels like so much longer.
Twenty-one years, almost, since there's been no mention of divorce.
I wonder how much longer this is going to last.