You know, I've never really liked you, and I doubt you ever felt the same about me. So, it’s kind of wild that I found myself standing at your front door at three in the morning, drenched in rain. I guess life has a funny way of messing with our heads, huh? Maybe it’s just that feeling of nostalgia or unresolved stuff that keeps pulling us back to each other, even when we think we’re done. It’s like the universe has a plan of its own, and here I am, wondering what it all means.