Notes from a therapist #2

“You don’t cry.”
She said to me.
In between my tales.
“In the two years,
We’ve been seeing each other,
You’ve not cried once.”

I don’t know
I don’t have a reason for it
why it hasn’t happened
Either the drugs
Have numbed me
Or
I just don’t care enough
Either way
Not to worry
It gives her something else
To write about