“I don’t know how you are so familiar to me—or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before—in another time, a different place, some other existence.”

“She met a boy and called him Stargazer because instead of poems, he recited the names of constellations. He said the freckles on his arms were roadmaps to the sky, and the bruises that he carried were supernovas in disguise.”

“He named her every mole and freckle the way an astronomer would stars, for she was his universe.”

“…I say, when real love, making itself at once recognised as such, did reveal itself to me at last, I did open my heart to it with a cry.”

“When our eyes first met, she was loved and I was found.”

“You came, and I was longing for you; you cooled my heart which was burning with desire.”

The trouble was, or the delight was, that he was entirely entranced by her.

“His eyes rising and falling but never meeting hers like a dawn never reaching noon.”

“Did I know you once in another life? Are we here just once or a billion times? Well, I wish I knew, but it doesn’t matter ‘Cause you’re here right now, and I know what I feel.”

“Your heart understood mine. In the depth of the fragrant night, I listened with ravished soul to your beloved voice. Your heart understood mine.”