Prefix

Moving places
Different mother, father faces
They just don’t love each other
Never did think they did love each other
You quietly held it in while I came to play
Every single day
You quietly held it in every day
I’ve been a witness
I’ve seen your family shattered
To the parent’s:
«do the children even matter?»
I’ve seen the prefix «ex»
Introduced so many times
I’ve seen the prefix «step»
I’ve seen the prefix «half»
These prefixes
They become half of every union
I’ve seen my best friend’s families rearranged
How tragic
Your parent’s futile dramatics
Looking back now
Looking forward to my own life
My wife
Never.
I’m going to make mine last