A vintage feeling

So you ask "what happened"?

What happened is that we were never meant to be in this lifetime. It's as simple as that.

But yet again, there is something so familiar with you, with us, that I am almost convinced that we've already had a past together, but just not in this lifetime. It sounds crazy, but it also rationalizes my feelings at the same time.

I guess what happened is that I've loved you, I've lived you and I've died with you.
And that's it. It's already been lived. There's nothing left of it.

It always amazed me how in reality I knew very little of you, I actually felt like I knew you. Like I knew all of you. I've never seen you angry but I actually can see in my mind how you might look, how you might behave if you were angry ever.
I think what amazed me even bigger was that I've always felt like I knew how you actually felt and that happy bubble was just a bubble that was delicate. I sort of knew you were this massive over-thinker when you were on your own. I knew that you had this amazing ability to read the room, read the emotions. And I guess this was your core issue with life. And I think that's exactly what pulled me to you.
I think you felt the same about me. In reality, you knew very little of me but I sort of felt naked when I was with you, like you've seen me, and felt me or something. I guess that was my issue with you.

Anyhow. I know these topics bore you to death. So I'll leave it here. 

Do one favor for me. When you go home, lay down on your bed and re-think these things I told you just now. 

I know you'll take down your guard and feel what I'm saying.

Then, take that feeling,
And burn it.
Because we don't need anything of it.
We've already consumed us. There is no us.

There is no us.