Usually when I start to fall asleep at night
I think about how lucky I am to have met her.
It's almost enough to make one believe in fate;
that somebody who is so perfect for me
sat right behind me one day in world history
in the same high school, the same city, the same country
on the same rock, hurtling around the same star.
I don't question how our paths met,
but I am thankful for every moment since they did.