You complicate me
Your presence in my text book
of life had been lived
and your name in the credits
but our lives how they've been rived.

And i never know you and I never see you
but you want me to love you and you want me to be you.

Or maybe Im delusional and perhaps a bit lost.
Kind of narcissistic  but at a slight cost.

A move in my canals and i carve my own canyon
still the past is what my mind lands on.