Running into you was the best thing that ever happened to me. Well, you can't really say that I "ran into you". But you get the idea, right? Meeting you, being a part of your life and everything that's happened to me since you came into my life - it's a bit surreal. It's not what I'd asked for. And I don't think I ever imagined falling in love with someone like you. I always imagined it differently. It was always some other kind of girl, some other kind of place. But the suffering - it's exactly what I imagined it would be like. I knew you even before I met you - I knew how you would make me suffer. And isn't that how everyone knows who they'll fall for? Aren't we all looking for someone who'll make us suffer the way we crave to suffer rather than someone who'll make us happy in ways we never imagined?