Quietly I sit and watch from afar. I doubt that you feel my presence, or even know of my mere existence. I wasn’t thought of, nor was I supposed to be. Some say that often times “things just happen”, and I guess I’m just one of those things. No one wants to own up to me. I don’t need anything from anyone. I always get what I need, when and how I need it. The word on the street is, that I’m just your “dirty little secret”, but the truth is, you are considered to be my dirty little secret.
My Dirty Little Secret©
By Felina Silver Robinson