Here we meet again. And we both knew it. Let me tell from my thoughts. I have found out that our relationship is built up like the solar system. We do not like each other. We do not get on. We do not listen to ourselves. 
We are two different planets. You are red when I was blue. And I was red when you were blue. We are not the same. Once in a blue moon if the careers of our planets cross, everything is so fucking clear. I can see you. I perceive you. 
You exist. 
But at the next moment if our planets further move, you disappear. And I do not miss you. I feel nothing for you.