Answers Anyone?

You never told me why
Will you ever tell me why?

The light went from green to red so fast that night. It never even stopped at yellow. When your car plowed into that yellow taxi I cried. Why wouldn't I? You had just committed suicide. You tried to take me with you. A piece of the door pierced my leg and I could feel the blood soaking into my skirt. Everyone has been asking me if it hurt but I couldn't feel a thing. I had just watched you die. I was busy crying with tears of joy. You were dead. I was free of you. And I was alive. Never have I been so happy about anything in my life. When the paramedics came to bring me to the hospital they found me there in the passengers seat still laughing. They assumed some sort of gas had been released on impact, or I had just been high to begin with. My tox screen came back negative for anything. Yours however was so full of shit they ruled that as cause of death. The doctors just decided that your heart had just given up with me in the car. No one ever consulted me. No one asked what your last words were. No one asked me if u had given me a reason before you chose to end your life, and the cabbies life, and if you were lucky mine. I could have cleared up the confusion as to why. Why the son of one of the most important people in town was on drugs, why he was out driving with a girl at 4:57 in the morning, why he was driving drunk, why the girl he was driving with had been sexually violated, why the girl had been handcuffed to the seat unable to run away. No one really seemed to want the answers to these questions though. That surprised me. It was Vegas after all. Everyone here seems to want answers.