They were so different. So fucking different. But at the same time so much alike. He was a shot into the sky, and she was a poem that didn't rhyme. When the circumstances that brought them together were so complicated and precise, one would say that they were actually meant to meet. Whether they were meant to fall for each other is a entirely different question. (I wrote this when I was 15 so I'm sorry if it burns your eyes to read it lol)