"He was a lot of things to me" "The only conclusion was love"
He used to tell me that there are no coincidences. Everything that happens, happens by design, and there’s nothing we can do about it; forces greater than us conspire to make it happen. Fate, destiny, whatever you wanna called it, the point is… maybe we met for a reason. Maybe something good came from us being together.
Good. Lord. This post.
FATE. IT WILL LEAD THEM HOME.