What\'s meant to be will always find a way.
There\'s a reason people like you and I find each other.
It could be God,
Maybe it\'s fate,
But I know for sure it wasn\'t an accident,
And in the middle
Of my chaos
There was you.
For I have found you.
Sometimes I look at you
And I wonder
How I got to be so lucky.
-k.r.