Twin flames.

To my platonic friend. A letter to the person who I never expected to meet, the person who I feel like I’ve known this lifetime and so many more. The circumstances of everything that happened before us, lead to the moment we ended up in each other’s orbit. The same room at the same time, somewhere I’ve never been before, somewhere you’re visiting. How can two people have so many correlations, so many moments that match up perfectly. We’ve been speaking nonstop for over six months, growing closer but further apart. I’ve told you how I feel about you after we met for the first time and you agreed, we’re parallels, twin flames. But it gets harder and harder everyday we speak, you say you don’t feel the same but continue to blossom this friendship, knowing how I feel, knowing I want US. It’s cruel, it hurts, but I guess that’s what happens when you meet your twin flame.