It's Almost Like A Threesome, Being Loved The Way I Am

One day you wake up and realize you are in over your head. This is about a man, a man I love. I met him with my boss, she introduced me to him. One thing led to another and I woke up in her bed. I was alone, she was sitting in a chair. She smiled an awkward smile and asked me how her husband was the night before.

Over the past eight years I've just fallen more in love, deeper and deeper. She says she doesn't care as long as it's me. Keep her enemy close to her sort of thing. Too close, that's what I mean I'm in over my head. As long as I'm in love with him she says she can sleep at night. She sleeps in the room next to me, to keep an eye on me and her husband. To be sure that I'm the one he sleeps with.

I slip in and out of believing she's in love with me. I feel it sometimes when she reaches out to hug me.