It
was the last time
she would make eye contact with her husband, until after her second ******, by which time her new friend was
thrusting
himself deep inside her.
That night will be the best night of their lives.

Sometimes when I think of us
I think this is the best it will ever be.
It makes me think that I should set you free
If I were to set you free now we would
Only have the best of memories.
There would never be any bad memories
To get in the way of my thoughts of you
The thoughts that make me smile
Oh boy do those thoughts make me smile
If I let you go now I can keep all the good
And
Avoid all the bad.
???

What can I say
I really have nothing for you
Not  a fond memory
No, not even one
At least not of you
I'd have to say the best thing you did for me
Was to leave.
Leave me to take care of my brothers
What's that you say?
Oh you thought my alcoholic father would
Take care of us.
That's funny, he was as interested in us as you
I guess he did at least stay.
I think he stayed because nobody else would have him.
But still he stayed.
I remember the ****** lips when he came home
We always hoped he'd have a good day.
Boy the bad days were sure rough on us.
Hell, we were little boys.
We weren't wise to the ways of the world
I never dreamed that a five year old child wasn't meant to stay home and raise his brothers while
His dad sat in the bar
Sat in the bar drinking away his sorrows.
I guess I should say I was a bit upset when I learned that you were found in a ditch
A ditch on the other side of the country.
Beaten, bruised, battered, naked oh mom who did this
Who did this to you?
I see, it was the man you left us for.
Mom, we would have never done that to you
So why, why did you leave?
It must have been for the adventure.
Boy, what an adventure it must have been.
You did pass your sense of adventure onto us
Yes all three of us.