Two years have passed…
The way we met was perfect. You were the first person I saw and I was the first person you saw. When I look back, it seemed like fate, like we were supposed to meet. Like we were supposed to be together in that moment and for however many more moments fate would allow us. In all those moments we were together, it just felt right.
…Did you ever feel the same way I did? Unspoken words are the most painful.
