Past Life.

It feels like we have known each other for a lifetime. And it probably feels that way because we easily could have in a past life.

I sometimes like to imagine that we were flowers in a large field, and that by some random, unexplainable chance we bloomed right next to each other. Starting off as small buds, slowly growing and unsure of what is happening. Then one day, a breeze blows one of us closer to the other. We briefly touch petals and it's only for a second. Then another day it starts raining, I might lose a petal or a leaf, and another breeze comes by and you lean over and tell me how beautiful I still look. Next, we are dancing next to each other while the earth rumbles while animals run by us. We whisper secrets to each other through the blades of grass. We accept we might be different in some ways but in others we are very much the same. We grow closer and closer to each other until we are always together intertwined. That is just one possible past life we could of had together.