my gentle

hi. you look familiar. do i know you? have we met before? what you just said before, i've heard it all from somwhere. you've untangled me. this vortex of intricacies, you've rationalised with your presence. your face; have i conjured you from my dreams? your tears; have i wronged you for their fall? i've seen you around. you always smiled because you're just a fragment of my cognition, though somehow, you've glued my world together without even being here. "thank you", i say. thank you. i hope to meet you someday, hopefully above the melancholy of three simple over-used, mis-used chords and with a pocket of change to keep the empty full for days of half-empty glasses.