I Have A Secret
I have a secret
and it doesn’t whisper
it smirks and giggles
It paces like it owns the place
talks back on some days
just to remind me who’s really in charge
I still kiss him in the morning
still ask how he slept
still play the part of his baby girl
The kind that never lies
She’s a marvel of performance art
Watch her demonstrate
folding his laundry, laughing on cue
watering that tired old plant he bought me
If there were awards for pretending
she’d have a shelf full of them
But when I get the itch
she comes out to play
smirks, giggles, black heart and all
She’s the one
sharp teeth, no filter, owns the place
She lives in the pause before I answer
in the way my heart doesn’t flutter
when he touches me
Not the one I sleep with
The other one
The fun one
The plaything from the other side of town
He’s rough, she’s rougher
I tell myself it was an accident
but accidents don’t wear perfume
and linger in parking lots
and in backseats of cars
They don’t text back in the wee hours
Watching him sleep
testing her luck
just to see what happens
Could have, should have stopped
walked away
but curiosity was her ally
her partner in crime
And should have, was left behind
stepped over it
like it was nothing
Nothing at all
Now I’m living two lives
like a trophy I don’t deserve
but refuse to give back
It walks when I walk
breathes when I breathe
touches me
his hands, his hands, my hand
Wicked thoughts blossom
and I let them
may the better man win
Wrong feels so right
above and down below
Being alive means being me
and alive feels better than loyalty
When it shifts
I’m back at home
and everything looks the same
it’s not
but it sounds nice to think it that way
He’s still holding on
not knowing
I’m the liar
I have a secret
- I Have A Secret - May 6, 2026
