I throw to you, my simple joys. My memories of days when I, too, once was wiser. I rmember my hearts of hearts melting it pools of conjoined tears. My Mind's eyes gripping into the seas of pain and slavaging the human hidden inside. Do you remember the times we spent in each other's arms of thought. Pretend, a fairy tale of worlds swept into the imaginations of grown boys; no less. Men who were too old for their minds. Despite our wisdom, we are bodies that have to grow at a rate faster than our mind.
Remember?