I can’t remember
why I laughed six months ago
at a joke on the back
of an apple juice carton

(It said something about winter)

I can’t remember
why you laughed six months ago
why it made my veins glow warm
why I let you thumb my cheek
why I let you sleep in my bed
why I did not sleep next to you
why I laid down on a mattress across
why I still let you call me “yours”

(You never said anything about love)