while falling asleep and practicing being vulnerable
she came across her doublest of entendres:
the stone cold bitch had already made amends
but kept her flatline on low-profile
as to not relive &
as to not regret
(so to speak, so to forget...)
the lowlife suffered a pay rise
and her stomach turned on its head,
the secrets to the feelings between them
were only audible in the coziest of beds
the peeping tom has been baffled
by the mesmerised gazes of her trustworthy men
the unexpected loving family was,
in fact,
all hers to present in the end.