Everyone thought I was terrified,
after the accident, hiding out in
my room, secluding from the world
like a mad monk. They heard tears
in my laughter and saw sorrow in
my smile. But I was mostly relieved
you were gone, because now
I don't have to find the words
to tell you I never loved you.
I didn't even like you much. It was
just biology, and nothing special.
I can always find someone else
and get married again, and have
more kids -- there was nothing unique
between us, not even this relief.
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