Old flames die hard

You keep popping up in my life.
I hadn't seen you for years, then I saw your picture.
It had been another few years and I pass you on the street
A few weeks later and I find a video of yours
Every so often you reappear, and disappear just as quickly.
I mean, I'm not complaining. I'm just saying it's weird.

But it's ok. I always knew I was way out of your league
And we were both happy with that