I'm just a shadow of my former life, all I wanted was to be your wife. Hoping you would come to me, with all of your wants, desires and manly needs. How very rarely these times came, sometimes I feel like I am just a game Just something to be played with and then back on the shelf I go. When will you need me again? I never know. I stay and wait and hope and pray that you will wake up and need me today. Months go by and you never do, my needs never matter to you. I know I'm not perfect and never can be, but there was a time when you were perfect for me. Where are those days when we were so in love? No one could break us, even when push came to shove! I lay down at night and sometimes dream of you, and all the wonderful things we use to do. How I miss you dear husband and all that you were, how we got here seems such a blur. No talking or kissing or pats of affection. I've had all I can take of this constant rejection. You have broken the woman that was so proud of you, her wonderful husband no other compared to. Your job is your wife now, the televison is your kids. Do you ever recall the fun things we did? Once a great man but now bitter and mean, you could have had it all, anything and everything. How can I stay? Why shouldn't I leave? You hold the power, you have the key. But still you do nothing, am I not worthy of your touch? You had so many chances but never did much. I feel like your hostage, you car title, your deed. When will you realize I too have needs? You think I'm stranded and can never leave, but one day dear husband maybe you will understand. I only needed for you to be a man | |||
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for you, my dear
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