Years ‘ve come and gone
Anticipation and anxiety tends to be more interesting than reality
Thirst seem to be more fulfilling than the taste of water
Abstinence which was preached as fundamental for purity seems to be my curse
Loving you was easy but impossibility is an understatement for letting you go
Taking you to the altar was one of the most fulfilling dreams I had
Bed undefiled, temple nurtured whole
Yet, my appetite couldn’t be appeased despite being just a little above average
This marriage is my prison room
And the locks are never to be found
Yes! You are a career woman and the very best at what you do
But why am I condemned to coldness?
You wouldn’t stretch beyond what feels right to you
And the greatest agony is you don’t even know the depth to which you are subjecting me to pain
If only I could love again, I would try
But, I don’t have the magic card to give
Maybe breaking my marital vows isn’t so difficult
Maybe finding pleasure here and there isn’t that hard
Maybe concentrating on my happiness is an easy way out
But the fact still remains…
I will never fall in love again, not in this lifetime
Your love give more pain than poison
And you have no idea how lonely a married man is
I hate loving you this much but I can’t help myself
Sweetheart, may you not be unfortunate to love this much
The pain creeps in slowly but excruciating
My only wedded wife, how I wish this friendship never led to marriage.
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