Carl Browne (18th February 1976 / Nottingham, England)
My wife thinks I've had an affair,
she's broken hearted and in despair.
I promise her its not the case,
but her feelings have disappeared at such a pace.
Her trust and her love departed overnight,
she said 'I'm not happy' and the doors locked tight.
For 15 years her love was mine,
a marriage,3 kids and a home in that time.
But i neglected and abused my wife's heart,
the trust and devotion was to bound to depart.
The most wonderful person ever in my life,
I caused her pain, I caused her strife.
Even though its now not that way,
but her heart has been damaged she has it locked away.
I can't blame my wife even though I never cheated,
I've changed, I've changed, I've pleaded, I've bleated.
If I've heard it once I've heard it thrice,
I don't want to gamble, I'm not rolling that dice.
My words are now useless, my love the same,
my wife now thinks I'm playing a game.
But my love and devotion is now so pure,
doesn't take any effort, definitely not a chore.
But now she wants to be left alone,
Doesn't want me near, doesn't want me to phone.
I cry every day, and I cry at night.
i pray to god that I can put it right.
Her happiness is all that matters to me,
one day I hope and pray that she will see.
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