Mistress Risk, part B

I used to pity you but now
you’ve got what you deserve;
a needy man who once hung back
then lost all his reserve.

I used to wish you’d find some love.
I used to wish you well
but that was then and this is now;
you condemned me to hell.

Yet, in a way, you saved my life;
you took the man I hate.
I tried so hard to be his wife
while you became his mate.

If only sex was all you’d had
then he’d be with me still.
You took his love, his words, his thoughts,
his energy and will.

I’ve much more time now since he went.
I’ve time to spend on me.
I do the things I longed to do.
I choose my own TV.

Mistress Risk, my heart’s my own.
It beats my favourite tune.
I owe you hate but find instead
I’m calm, detached, immune.