Since When

if i met you today
i would whisper to you about you deep into the night
when we divulge our secrets in hope of rest
you'll assure me that you, for one, would never do that to me
just like you did then

you're just an illusion, anyways
a flickering shadow, i only just wish i could make light of
a projection on the wall of the cave i crawl into each and every three thirty
i've been on the verge
of telling that friend about that for years
since i explained someone is mirroring my emotions, manipulating my reflection
she remembers
and jesus christ, i miss you these nights
since year, like, two thousand and ten
and i've got this suspicion you have been aching for me since then