I was not one to believe in fate,
Thought it was ******* to be honest.

But then, there he was,
Staring me right in the face.

Maybe it was the whiskey haze,
But when I met him...

When I met him,
I felt as though he was an old friend, someone I knew, someone I should know.

Then I kept seeing him,
By chance.

Over and over,
We just kept finding each other.

Still to this day,
Even if we go our separate ways we always end up finding each other.

Every time,
Especially when we need each other the most.

Because for once in our lives,
Something feels right, even if we don't know what it is.

My theory is fate brought us together.
And fate is hell bent on keeping us that way.