Once, I met a girl I liked, but she was different. I would be on my balcony looking for her, waiting for her to visit. But when I saw her walking along the path to my flat, I felt a huge pull and push from inside me towards her. I would run down the stairs to open my door. It wasn't love, it wasn't lust, it was chemistry. Like a moth to a flame, a lightning bug to the moon, I was drawn to her in ways I can feel and know but not explain.
I realize now I was being empathic. It ended well enough.
You may have known her in a past life.
Researchers (who fact check details of stories told by children ages 2-6 who remember past lives) write that many report that groups of souls tend to reincarnate together in various configurations, and can somewhat recognize each other while in a particular lifetime.
I, also, and my younger sister, were born remembering a past life. I eventually remembered many of them, and even googled a few of the more traumatic events I recalled, finding the details I remembered to be accurate.
If anyone rushes in to troll me, I'll just block you. You can google books of research done on reincarnation, and I own about a dozen of them on Kindle.