Ahh.
Standing by the sidelines -
Watching things pass by, amused, never getting involved -
has it's advantages.
I knew that there were secrets,
hidden in a notebook,
shared between two different personalities.
Sometimes, I get caught in the middle,
but I pretend to be oblivious.
Amused, definitely I was.
Witnessing the little details that unfold;
I don't have to question to realise what's been occurring.
But now that I've gotten hold of the secret,
what do I do?
I'm just a passerby.
Passersby watch things pass by, never getting involved.
The amusement dies.