LOST MY MARBLES

I think i've lost my marbles. And thats ok, I may of never had any anyway. Neither here nor there. Up or down... Who cares. It doesn't really matter anyway. Ideas and thoughts come rushing in just for words to fail them. It's you and me existing here. Thats what's real. I see you. And you see me. Simply being. What else matters besides that? Moments. Little moments we share. The moments between the moments. Thats where I am... wait what were we just talking about?