Love, loved, will love.
I know what I feel for you is something I’ve somehow felt before but not in this lifetime, this feels like an old feeling, like meeting someone you’ve been waiting for years, like fullfilling something you were meant to do. Surely this feeling is not something new, this isn’t the first time I’ve loved you, surely it was in our past lives where I started loving you.
I think my soul was always meant to be yours, it was meant then, it’s meant now and it’s meant to be yours in every other life we share. I’m certain I’ve promised my love to you before and here I am, keeping my promise in yet another life with you. It feels so natural to love you.
I love you. I loved you. I will keep loving you.
It’s a promise.