I dared him to tell me what I wanted to hear, to speak it honest and plain.

Like boxers we sparred with the words so he'd not have to say it again.

With indecent haste the years passed by, we married, loved in our way.

Still daring each other to fail with our words, we became our own casualties, day by day.

I wondered sometimes why I'd dared him, to deny true love to prove false love to me.

Was it selfishness then as its selfishness now, my reluctance to set this man free?

Had he answered the dare as a way to save face, knowing well he'd regret it with time?

Is my love then so shallow to hold him to that just to tell all the world he was mine?

But its time it was voiced so I must now speak out-dare him to admit he was wrong.

That he never should have left her, made me his wife, our marriage just sham all along.

For this life only gives you one throw of the dice, makes or breaks you when dares don't work out.

So I'm daring you now to choose happiness now I've finally realised what darings about.

Maybe time left to us can be better if we both dare ourselves to break free.

From convention that smothers and chains us, eyes opened at last now we see.

So I dare you, please tell me the truth

As I dared you when lies first we told.

Lets be braver, make choices we long for.

Part as friends, before we're too old.