Secrets

We joked in the kitchen,
sun shining through the window,
about how you had a secret life,
filled with people only you know.

But a dream brought to light
secrets that you tried to delete.
I kept scrolling and scrolling,
uncovering more heinous deceit.

Twenty years were a facade?
I can only imagine the depths,
as for certain there is more,
but I cannot handle knowing the rest.

Who am I to stand in the way
of true love meant to be?
I never was known to be such a fool
but you now placed that burden on me.

So the joke in the kitchen,
that we laughed about that day,
appears to now be true,
in your secret life you can now stay.

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