That's Why

I have never been brave,
That’s why when you told me
I didn’t listen,
And so forgot what was said.
That’s why when you came to talk,
I climbed out the back window
And went skating.
That’s why I erased your number
From every conceivable phonebook
In the house.
That’s why I repainted the walls
In a vivid shade of orange,
When you wanted them blue
That’s why I bought that red skirt,
With the split up to
The curve of my bottom.
That’s why I play the music in the car
As loud as it can go
Without upsetting the neighbours.
That’s why I only left one flower
On your mothers grave
When I last went.
That’s why I shut you out,
And joked with my friends
In trendy wine bars
About how awful you were
As a husband.
And how I wasn’t really bothered at all,
Not really bothered.
And that’s why my heart’s not broken,
Not broken but bruised,
And slightly swollen .