I sit here at my desk looking out the front door,
it’s a beautiful day out.
I want to write something great here,
but all I can think about is tomorrow is the day.
Bad guy’s been setup for confrontation.
Bad guy doesn’t know but I will be waiting for him tomorrow.
He either give’s our stuff back are he get’s out of our live’s forever.
Hopefully both. “If he shows up”
I want this to go well but I don’t see that happening seeing how he thinks I’m the reason my daughter broke up with him.
In reality he brought the rope to the party.
I may have tied the knot, but he kicked the chair out from under himself.

Explanation:
The rope – him stealing and holding said possessions.
The knot: me asking my daughter if she would still be with the good guy if he hadn’t had to leave.
Kicking the chair: his threats if we didn’t do what he wanted.

“The showing of his true color.”