Street Art in Paris photo by Gilbert

We hugged
and we laughed;
like I remember.
We never amounted to more than something
that didn’t amount to much of anything.

I’d like to think
you’re happy seeing me too.
But it’s been a while and
I was never too good at reading you.
I asked the wrong questions.
You held your answers close;
so I made up my own,
like I remember.