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
