It Was a Friday

It Was a Friday

It was a Friday, I remember
And I was drowning fast
Overwhelmed by working issues
Deadlines looming, soon to pass
He would watch me working on the phone
And he’d hover there all day
I already gave him time I didn’t have
It was a Friday he wouldn’t go away

It was a Thursday when I’d spent some time
And my intentions were sincere
But I was sure he wasn’t listening
When it was so nice of me to volunteer
He’d interrupt me when I was speaking
And at the time it wasn’t clear
When I thought he wasn’t listening
I found out later he couldn’t hear

It was a Friday when I lost my cool
When I jumped up from my chair
When I told him that I’ve had enough
Shot him point blank with my stare
I let stress and pressure get the best of me
When I screamed at him that day
I embarrassed him in front of everyone
It was a Friday when he walked away

It was a Tuesday when I heard the news
And I fell back in my chair
Regretting things I said to him
Then I said a little prayer
I asked God to give me patience
To think twice before I act
To forgive me for the way I made him feel
But some things you can’t take back
A wife to raise a baby girl alone
Just one set of hands to mold her clay
No daddy to walk her down the aisle
It was a Friday when he passed away