how is this still

you were in my dream again
i made you shark cookies
but they fell apart, i left them
at my mothers house

the bus from my mothers
dropped me two houses down
where that kid toucher used to live

no one was there but you, leaning
on my scooter
in a plaid shirt, typical

i looked at the house
with all the things i had lost
and could only wonder how you are
you were good enough to not let me know

you kept turning into skater dan, and 
it  kept our conversation interesting