Married Man

Married Man

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Oh girls won't you stop and listen to what I'm about to say.
Before getting involved with a married man, please "turn and walk away".

I'm sorry to say I didn't. I wasn't very smart.
All I did was end up crying and nursing a broken heart.

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For eight days a month of his loving wasn't enough for me.
Eight days a month of his loving was not the way it was meant to be.

But this is the way it has to be when you love a married man.
You've got to take a lot of knocks, and a lot of broken hearts,
before you finally understand that it's not worth the pain.

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Sometimes my nights would get so lonely, and oh how I'd miss him so,
but then I'd remember the pain that I felt each time I turned and watched him go.

Going back home to his wife and family, where he indeed needed to be.
I could only wonder if it were she he loved, or was it really me.

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Did he tell her how much he loved her, or show her how much he cared?
Deep down I knew the answer, although I was a little scared of facing the truth.

I wouldn't let go of my daydream of one day becoming his wife;
dreaming of our future together, and being happy for the rest of our life.

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But what would happen to his wife and children should my daydream one day come true?
For although I loved him dearly, I knew that she loved him too.

Why did I gamble on forbidden love when there was no way out for me?
Back then I was wearing blinders, but today I clearly see that I was wrong.

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Forgive me Jesus, and give me the strength I need to change my selfish ways.
Help me not look back but forward, to brighter and better days.

Girls, always remember that if you stop it in the beginning you can spare yourself much pain.
Then one day soon you'll have a life filled with happiness once again.
For you made the choice "to turn and walk away".

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Author: Agatha Weeks
Copyright © 2003

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