fate

I met him on myspace and we talked on the phone for a year before meeting. i deny the fact that i love him more than anyone i've ever known and i want to spend the rest of my life with him. i told him i want to be like the girl from along came polly and do my own thing and if we're meant to meet again, we will and he agreed. What if fate is just a four letter word that gets us to sleep at night?
Category General Confession