Sometimes, in the search for one thing, we find another. The road to this destination has had its twists and turns ,and fate has surprised me. But, in its own strange way, it all makes sense now. Everything may not be as predicted, but none of that matters now. Because this is how it was supposed to be, you and me. Both of us are so messed up, but in each other’s arms, we are perfect. Old memories do not matter anymore, because I love you, for you are wonderfully insane and screwed up. We are the perfect mistake. Simple love, not wildly romantic, just undeniable love for each other. And now that I have your hand in mine, I will never let you go. You perfect mistake.