relationship.
the blood and glass,
the roar of metal,
the bent rails, the screams.
i listen with an empathetic
ear. i listen to all of it, nodding
when a nod is needed.
finally she gets to the end
and says, but i'm over it now.
i'm healed, i'm fine.
what about you, did anything like
that ever happen to you.
i shake my head no,
crossing my fingers, not that
i can remember.
but all my past
relationships are still
in my life,
we're all great friends.
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