It is ridiculous that I am so happy.
The one who loved me, now hates me
And her vast change of heart
Has ripped my tiny world apart.
Mine is a tiny world, since it centers on me—
Is this why I am ridiculously happy?
No, the world punishes the self-obsessed.
The world has its demands, and sends us many a guest.
There are guests in my home—arrogantly
I wish them away. More demands come from me.
All it took to cure my sorrow was an understanding from you—
A stranger who lives in my vast world, and now in my tiny one, too.
