Something

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For you,

 I woke up to yet another typical, sunny day. However, that same day marked the beginning of a twist of fate. You knocked at my door and even without knowing who you were (yet), I let you in.

 You were something. You knew there was something weird and wonderful on our first encounter. You knew that even before we learned each other's name we shared a mutually satisfying weirdness, a bizarre connection, an instant feeling of closeness.

 We seemed familiar to each other. You had a familiar presence that kept me asking myself why or how come it's like we've known each other for so long. I possibly known you, but I imperfectly remember. Probably we just shared a little memory of the past life together.

 Now there's something. Something is happening and it started when you arrived on the scene. Something about you felt something to me and I wondered if the same thing was happening to you.

 Did you feel something about me, too?

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