Sometimes...

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 family or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don't know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or God, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.