Sentimentalism

Two years ago, on this day, was when we crossed paths. I only knew you as "my classmate in year 2" but didn't get to know you in person despite knowing you for close to 4 years already. Only knew you as the guy that I had to be cautious with. Never knew we became an item two years later. Cheers to two years non-stop of chatting, yakking, whining, etc. (the list goes on). And cheers to two years of dating. My phone would be so quiet without you and I'll be lost if I do not receive your text for a day.

If we didn't cross our paths on that fateful day we wouldn't have been talking. Wouldn't have been together. Wouldn't know we exist after a while.

Isn't it funny how fate brought us to an exact location, at the same time, and spotted each other in the sea of crowd.....? Isn't it funny how I once had something against this guy in class and now he plays a huge part in my life...?

I still stand in wonder that we, all of us, are living in the hands of fate. 

Always expect the unexpected.

Random post, but I am a sentimentalist like that.