This is just my personal experience having experienced both of these connections.
With limerence, I was caught in this spiral of obsession, and when it finally ended, despite not being able to “get over” those intense emotions immediately, with time, they faded away. I never felt their “energy” near me or had any signs/synchronicities appear when I walked away. Walking away felt “freeing” and with time and distance, the emotions gradually faded away. There was nothing really tethering me to that relationship. And everything else that followed felt like a breath of fresh air. Like I was finally released from a prison of my own emotions.
With my Twin, it is completely different. First of all, it doesn’t feel like “obsession”, it’s more like a constant hum I cannot control knowingly. And believe me, I’ve gone through those questions of if this is obsession and/or if I have just gone insane.
Reconnecting with him after 22 years literally tore my life apart, and I mean that in the best possible sense. When I say that, I mean that I started to question things like what I truly wanted in a relationship, and for my life moving forward, what the future would look like, and what I wanted to achieve. It made me think about religion and what I believe in. When I was younger, I always use to believe in the magic of the Universe, and in the last few years before I reconnected with my Twin, I honestly can say that I had forgotten about that. This connection, It feels grounding yet liberating at the same time. And even now that we are in separation, I can still feel his energy around me. When I’ve wanted to give up or walk away from this, that is when the signs and synchronicities go into overdrive. It’s like the Universe telling me to stay steadfast and convicted. Little light posts along my journey to keep me moving forward. Learning to love myself and step into my own power. Choosing the things I love and that make me happy, as opposed to waiting for someone to “save” me.
And honestly, we were apart for 22 years before reconnecting, and when we did. It was like no time has passed. I still felt the same way about him as I did when I was 17, and he felt the same.
Now as I write this, I believe that if we could still feel the same way about each other after 22 years (even though then I had no idea how special our connection is, so time and separation is relative), I don’t see what would change in another 22 years. And if that is what it takes for us to get to union, I surrender myself for this journey.