Well when I was two my mom and dad separated. My dad came to visit me to when i was four after not seeing me since they separated. we had a lot of fun doing all sorts of things. He told me he would come to see me next day. The next day i woke up and waited by the window for him. He didn't come. I asked my mom why he didn't come she said maybe tomorrow. I did this every day for a month. one day I asked if he is coming. My mom looked at me crying. she told me "Drake, your dad is never coming". now at 15 I learned he was a drug addict and shitty person. To this day i have only the slight memories of when i was four.