Twisted

I don't know who you are or where you come from but it seems as though you belong.I considered thoughts similar to what I now think of you ,I think I thought it all along, since before I knew you.I find it amazing that I now know you the way I think I now do.If only to try to understand you the way I think I want to if I have nothing else to do.I hope to get through to you as I often do with whomever else I should happen to run into.How do you do ?