No Return Policy

I see you
I shouldn’t see you
How did we get here again?
It’s just what we do
Time’s bent
We kiss
But I don’t miss you
I can’t un-kiss you
Are we even friends?
You want more of me
I ignore you
At least until the weekend
I don’t have what you need
You feed off my insecurities
Rumors grow the way they do
All lies and vulgarities
We could stop
Show maturity
Before we get caught
It’s not my life
Or my wife
but
what would I do with the lingerie I bought?