Sometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as something else entirely. You just work.
Whether you understand one another, or you're in love, or you're partners in crime, you meet these people throughout your life. Out of nowhere. Under the strangest of circumstances.
They help you feel alive. And I don't know if that makes me believe in fate, or coincidence, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
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The Story I'll Never Write
Cerita PendekAll the random pieces of a story that will never be written.
