But that’s just it.
I don’t remember anything,
even though you say I should.
If I met you then, I met you then.
It doesn’t mean you know me now.
You should go back to your wife
who looks for you
in her heart

or out your front window.
Do you ever bring her flowers,
like the ones you just brought me?
I am not your lucky paradise. I don’t own

red lipstick
anymore.

Not for a long, long time.