I used to be married to this person I know
I must say that it was such a long time ago.
Perhaps had been better if a stranger were he
Unless one of us moves seems I’ll never be free
We live in this small town that’s only one mile square
If I shop in a store you can bet he’ll be there.
It has been forty long years since we shared a home
Much nicer this way as we are each on our own.
And now we are friends and can casually chat
About family and such, about this and that.
It’s been a long road the healing did not come quick
Looks like fate had a laugh and has played us a trick.
So here we are approaching the end of the trail
With our egos intact and a marriage that failed !