I don’t remember what I promised you
Across the alter
In the big white church
But I remember
Hoping
That I’d finally made my Mother proud
Right place, wrong time
Wrong guy?
I think it’s probably too late to matter now
I loved you once, I swear
But I shouldn’t have married you
I should have let you go when I had the chance
And you might have been happier
And I would have been free.
It was always difficult
To accept your love
Because it shouldn’t belong to me
It belongs to some soft woman
Who lets you be The Man
She keeps your house
She rubs your feet
And thanks you for the life you’ve given her
She never needs more
Than what you have to give.
I don’t even know her name
But I know I’ve stolen her husband
I had her children
And painted the walls of her house.
The things I promised
I never should have said
And you would have been through this pain by now
You might have found her
The woman whose husband I married
You might have been happier
And I would be free
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