A simple understanding

Sometimes you meet a person and you feel a deep yet unreal connection with them. It's absurd because you've barely learnt their name and yet somehow you both have an instant understanding and old familiarity. They speak to you in an almost intimate tone and you do the same to them. You can tell what they're like when they're angry and you know they'd tolerate your bad habits.You can picture lazy wet Sunday afternoons spent indoors with them. The childish fights over whose turn it was to make the next cup of tea. You know how exhilarating it would be to travel across the world with them, laughing together and whispering secrets no one else would understand. The picture isn't clouded by lust. , though there might be nothing better than the thought of learning to be intimate with them. There is a celestial depth to the feeling an other worldly quality. When had you met before? Did you know each other in a different time and place? It is unfair to meet such a person and yet be unable to possess them as you feel you should. Isn't it fate that has brought the two of you together?