Where did you come from? How did this happen? Where have you been all my life?

We have the same likes, dislikes, attitudes, pet peeves…we think the same way about so many, many things…work, life, relationships, religion, sex, politics, morals, affection. You appeared with a boquet of my favorite flowers, before I’d even told you what they were.

Could you be the one I’ve been looking for?

Is it you?