I feel nostalgic with you

But why?

It couldn’t be because of how long I’ve known you

For our time together has been short

It couldn’t be from long conversations, drowned by thoughts and feelings 

For we talk much, but not forever

But it’s worth remembering

Because your thoughts pierce my skin like knives

Bleeding my bad blood out
Through the cognitions contained in your cranium that control and combat every whimsical thought I have ever had and turn it on its head like a top, spinning my mind endlessly into oblivion with words like wine and ideas like cigarettes

For I feel nostalgic with you because, well,
You’re all I’ve thought about for years

Dreamed about for years

Fell in love with over and over again for years

I’ve known you ever since I can remember

I just didn’t know you were real