It was always in the back of my mind. What if I never meet him? What if my tattoo fades to grey? But every thought of ending up alone went away when she introduced me to him. That name. That name has been haunting me for years. That name was permanently tattooed on my wrist, just like everyone else in this world that had a name on their wrist. It has been haunting me since the age of 13. Was this finally the person who've I've been longing to meet? Was this band member really my soulmate? Was this my permanent love?