Betty & Mim

We’d been asleep for an hour or two
By the time she got home.
She burst through the door, dumped her bag on the table and flew to the bathroom
Just like she usually did.

When she came out, she sat on the edge of the lounge and started crying.
Just like she usually did, lately.
We tried to say something, to distract her
But it all seemed so hopeless at the moment.

So we pretended to be asleep.
And she pretended she was fine again.
Just like we usually did.