Cupid's Daughters

Have you ever question yourself, are they really my parents? I have, a couple of times actually. My sister and I don't actually look like the couple that call themselves or father and mother, but we never said anything. We never asked questions. Because we were happy with what we had. We may not be the most popular girls in school, or maybe we got picked out to much for our own liking, but we did what we loved to do best. We matched two people together. It didn't matter if they liked their same gender, or if one was way older than the other, if we saw the strings connecting the two, we knew that they were meant for one another. I might not know who my real parents are, or when a boy is going to finally love me for who I am and what I do rather than on my looks. But their is one thing I know, we call ourselves, Cupid's daughters.

But never had I thought we actually knew who our father was all along.

And I never knew my match was right in front of me all this time on my crazy adventure.