"My God, my feet hurt, ..." she exclaimed
"... running back and forth. I feel like my lungs
are going to burst."
Out of breath and suffering from this curse, 
predestined on woman that her desire will
be for her husband, leaving her first love.
So she seeks after these lovers, ones she
can't acquire putting on her best attire finding
none like her first love. Cause she thought stolen
waters were sweet and she forsook her teachings to meet 
in secret. So she made these men her idols, knowing
he doesn't read his bible whom has a short temper and fixes his
problems with a bottle.
She thought she could make him a disciple be being a godly role model, giving all her God prepared for her to this idol. Broken, emotionally unstable, spiritually confused and consumed she returns to her first love.
Allured by His words, welcomed with comfort in His wilderness, she sings as in the days of her youth as she is removed from captivity. She calls her first love her husband, as He removes those men she made idols and as he removes her from spiritual, stagnant cycle