Oct 20, 2005 17:18
not fate. fate is for people who can't appreciate coincidence.
sheer chance took us like feathers. with nothing more in common than a box of cigarettes, and the smoke that left our lips, we managed to keep the small-talk timeless.
and like that we were favorites. undoubtedly unintentional, but favorites, nontheless.
how far happenstance can take us.