A Love Not Needed

She was a love not needed

but still I cling

for clinging had become a habit

She was a love not needed

I told my wife
I loved her so

She was a love not needed

she wasn't like my wife

their bodies was different

She was a love not needed

but still I lied

to keep her lips sealed and near in me

She was a love not needed

I did not respect

what she called loving

She was a love not needed

but my wife misunderstood

and left

She was a love not needed

I tried to tell my wife

but she never came back

She was a love not needed

but why did I need?

This haunts me deeper

She was a love not needed

never needed

my love gone

So why was the love I needed so secondplace?
What encouraged the man I had become?