Why do I trust you?

Do you ever look at someone and wonder who they really are?

Do you ever wonder how they became the person they are today?

Maybe it’s that you don’t know their full story.

I find that’s how it is with some of my friendships.

There are people I genuinely don’t know much about, yet I trust.

Interesting, right?

I wonder why that is.

Maybe it’s in my nature, but it’s a feeling I get.

An unexplainable feeling based off of energy- another unexplainable, intangible thing.

Aura!?

Déjà vu

Do you ever wonder if the story of your life was predetermined?

Every decision you make now has already occurred in another dimension

Sometimes I wonder if deja vu is a sign that I am where my future self has been

The rushing feeling of familiarity is something I experience often

It's timing is unpredictable, but it's reassuring to me

New people that don’t feel so new

Evenings I lie awake replaying those scenes

Deja vu, you are welcomed by me

Self inflicted

Can we turn back time

Or should I, instead, think the other way

No point in reminiscing on what’s in the past

For it’s the future that holds better things if I wait (I hope)

Unless you tell me it’s all a misunderstanding

Sometimes pictures say more than words, though

Every time I try not to, I find myself searching for more

Do I know it’ll hurt me more? Sadly, yes