momma packed our stuff one day
and we left that little house that daddy builtwe didn't look back,
just left the city
and moved into a one bedroom apartment.it still smelled like sadness.
i don't think it was the house that smelled sad.
i think it was momma.
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Short Storythere's something especially heartbreaking about watching your daddy leave. there's something oh so ruining about watching your momma cry.