A moment please

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A woman left lonely will soon grow tired of waiting,
Shell do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions.
A simple conversation for the new men now and again
Makes a touchy situation when a good face come into your head.
And when she gets lonely, shes thinking bout her man,
She knows hes taking her for granted, yeah yeah,
Honey, she doesnt understand, no no no no!

Well, the fevers of the night, they burn an unloved woman
Yeah, those red-hot flames try to push old love aside.
A woman left lonely, shes the victim of her man, yes she is.
When he cant keep up his own way, good lord,
Shes got to do the best that she can, yeah!
A woman left lonely, lord, that lonely girl,
Lord, lord, lord!

Things left unsaid, so much life wasted. Just fucking thrown away. I dropped the kids on the door step, gave a quick list of instructions, kisses, hugs.

Seven days to play, to live, to… learn to know myself. Find out what I am doing here. Figure out what I am worth.

Seven days without their smiles, laughs, farts, jokes, love.

I will not settle for part time parenthood. The empty weeks will be as much about me as about them. What I can do to be happy. To be a woman. A better mother. Everything, anything for them.

Sometimes I wish I could’ve saved our relationship. I wish he would’ve heard me, so many years ago. I still wish he would’ve LOVED me.

Sometimes I think about the new love that knocks on my door. And wonder if I will let it in.

It was a lonely occasion. And I did crazy things.