The Third Wheel

by Qupidly   Feb 22, 2005


He will never be hers until he tells his wife.
And it hurts so bad it cuts her like a knife.
Every day is a week and every week is a month.
Yet she is still a secret in his life.

She only wants to be happy.
And this is just draining the life out of her.
She has made up her mind either he tells her or she will....

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