Double Trouble - Poem by Tom Zart
To tell you the truth, it still hurts to share;
Even though with him your heart is not there.
I've tried hard to think what brought this about
For we're not the type who enjoy sneaking out.
Your husband, my wife, were into themselves.
Like old Christmas toys, they placed us on our shelves.
Somehow we managed to take ourselves down
And found one another while out on the town.
You gave me your number for reasons well known
And now you weep as you drive home alone.
It's hard to make love when the romance is dead
It causes confusion in your heart and your head.
There's a battle inside as your mind and heart fight
While you lie by the wrong one in the middle of the night.
We now know the meaning to the words of that song
That it hurts to love someone and to the wrong one belong.
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