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That Man

  Late 90s

I don’t know where it went wrong

You married your work and forgot about me

But somewhere we both went off track

And with what I’ve done, there’s no looking back

How do I look you in the face after another man’s embrace

I can’t believe I’ve fucked it up like this

 

He looks into my eyes

And sees more than this empty tomb

He’s found feelings that I thought I’d lost

And turns the embers like you used to

How could I hold your hand with honesty after another man

I still can’t believe Im really doing this

 

But that man

He smiles too much, he makes me laugh, he talks too much

He shows me things I long forgot

The dreams I had, and what Im not

That man, he just keeps coming around

To fill the needs that you put down

And now I don’t know what to do about it

 

How can I lay in your arms after giving in to another man’s charms

I just can’t believe I’ve fucked it up like this

 

But that man

He smiles too much, he makes me laugh, he talks too much

He shows me things I long forgot

The dreams I had, and what Im not

That man, he just keeps coming around

To fill the needs that you put down

And now I don’t know what to do about it

     To put it simple, I was in a relationship with a man who treated me like an old used rug and met someone who was very sweet and treated me with respect. Not one of my proudest encounters in life. Cheating is wrong, but I am human, and I did it. The guilt of cheating, the pressure of being asked to leave the one man by the other ... I ended up leaving them both. Best decision I could have made. This experience taught me a lot about myself. (For the record, I was not married.)

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