I Wish this was a Joke

I am in love again I never thought I'd see the day It was among things I had forgotten How to feel in eigth grade The first time that I met him I was seventeen And for a reason unannounced All the school was called to the library He, for his part, was in mourning I, for mine, was not He told me that his dad died I told him Pyramid Head was hot I asked about cremation And the circumstance of demise He confirmed incineration And so I called the corpse precooked and suggested sides Then I did a split and walked away He was too shocked to be sad He told me later I had made his day And now is the best friend I've ever had