Because It Was You and It Was Me

Sometimes, you just really love some people and then get your heart broken in some way or the other. The reason doesn't matter and although it feels like eternity but you do get over them. 

Sometimes, after a million years you run into them again. There are no hard feelings. Infact there are no feelings at all. So, you go back to your closet and think why in the world did you ever like them. You think of the old times and the memories gush to you in a black and white flashblack. But when that reel of flashback burns out, you are still left with the same question although not daunting in the dark. 

The best part is you couldn't bother less because somewhere in your heart you know that when there is no reason at all, the answer to that question simply is... "because it was him and because it was me".

Someday, maybe I would feel the same about you and maybe even ask myself the same question. But until then I am right here. :*