It's been awhile you lived in my thoughts pressuring my heart to know barricades past the limitation of the human brain, consciousness of telepathy, maybe? What seems like years follow the air between you and I like unfulfilled dreams the mysteries in the seams fabricated intwine changes deeper than we see. Like internal pockets in paradox like confusion, taped franchised memories, did we miss somewhere, Of ourselves lost in our scared to love? A piece of you went with me that I feel in my thoughts, could you feel me wonder? I wonder. We'd ask each other, are you thinking of me?