To find two people who have the same heart isn't a mere coincidence. It's one of the greatest miracle and we're only lucky that it happens everyday.

I don't really know what this line means to me but someday, I predict, it will mean a lot.

I think I might've thought that Zack was the right one for me but obviously our hearts didn't beat as one. They were different and well I guess its only part of the journey of life. I had to live and learn and go through different obstacles. I had to do them all to get to where I was and so far, that hasn't disappointed me. As of now, I have no regrets. With a friend by my side and a new place to start a new adventure, I think I might as well live life by the moment and go wherever the breeze allows me to go.

It was only yesterday where I was left in the airport crying my eyes out hoping that at some point, the guy I once thought would be mine forever would take me back. But then I realized that with him, forever is just another word found in the dictionary. It might have a meaning there but outside that reference book, it was just another lie thrown all over the place waiting for someone to fall for it and get hurt because of it. But that call I made yesterday gave me a clear realization. He wasn't the right one for me. I know I'll find him someday but right now, I guess I have to stick with what I do know: wait. Wait 'til some guy comes around and tells me that just one smile of mine lights up his day. A guy who tells me that it's okay when I make a mistake because he knows that I'm not perfect. Someone who sees beyond my imperfections and tells me that because of them, I'm the loveliest girl he has ever seen. But since he hasn't arrived in my life yet, I have to keep my patience and well, hope for the very best.

But it was also yesterday that I found a friend who helped me through all of the rough patches on the road I was walking on. He cleared a new route for me and I've never been more eager to venture into it and see what lies ahead.

Today, I was supposed to board a plane and go back home. I was supposed to live the same life I've lived for the past how many months or years. Back then, I didn't think that it held much for me but now, now that I'm somewhere else, it somehow brightened my day and gave me hope. It gave me something to look forward to.

He asked me to stay and he made me stay in his apartment since he had and extra room and he was kind enough to offer it to me. I know it might sound a bit creepy but I had to take risks. I needed to take all the opportunities I could get. I lived most of my life with a close mind and now, finally, it's opening up and I'm glad it cracking up at the right moment.

You're probably thinking that he might be keeping me here because he had bad intentions but I didn't really feel any bad auras around him and he seems like a really nice and friendly guy. What's even better is that he knows how to cook and he likes to keep his place tidy.

He told me that the extra room was once owned by one of his buddies but he got married and moved somewhere else so from that day, he lived by himself. He told me that he was feeling kinda lonely so when we got to know each other more, he asked me to take it instead of having to spend my money on a cheap motel.

When I got inside the room, I was amazed by how clean it was. Not a speck of dust was found inside. The bed had no sheets on so I looked inside the cabinets and dressed the mattress up. Beside the bed was a bedside table and on it was a lamp. In front of the bed, right beside the bathroom was a study table. Maybe they lived here all throughout college, who knows? There were windows by the table and in gave me a view of the city. It looked so beautiful at night with all the lights and stuff. It was the perfect place really.

Since that night I was totally tired, I hopped on the bed and slept as the time flew by me.

"Good morning," he greeted as I got out of my new room and walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, what's cooking?" I asked looking over the island to see what he was cooking on the stove.

"Breakfast," he said and placed the food on two separate plates. He gave one to me and placed the other one on the island, across me.

After turning off the stove, he grabbed spoons, forks and glasses. He handed me a set and kept the rest for him to use.

"Want anything to drink?" he asked walking over to the fridge and opening it to see what was inside and trust me, there was a lot.

I just asked for water and then dug into my scrumptious breakfast that consisted of a sunny side up egg and strips of bacon. You might think that it was simple and stuff but there was something different about it. I don't know it might be because I was in Canada. Or maybe it's the recipe he used. Well I didn't really care enough to ask so I just kept silent as I ate my meal.

"That was heavenly," I told him with a satisfied smile as I reached for my glass and drank its contents.

"Thanks," he said with a wink. "If you want, you can go freshen up. I'll tidy up here for you."

"Wow, I've never met such a neat freak," I joked.

"Well, I'm not a total neat freak. My mom sends out a maid every week to keeps things tidy. That sorta explains the really clean room." He looked at the floor while he was talking. Was he actually embarrassed about that?

"I see," I said as he raised his chin up to look at my reaction. "But I can help you if you want," I offered but he raised a hand up.

"I'm the host and you're the guest," he said. "Go take a shower or something. We have to start your 'adventure' remember?" I had to smile at that.

Last night, before I went to bed we shared stories. I made sure I didn't leave anything out. So that means I also told him about wanting to start anew in a new place. But I didn't really explain a lot about who Zack is and stuff like that. I just told him that he was the one who broke my heart and he's the reason why I'm here. I think that's all I practically said about him.

He told me about his family and told me how lucky they were to have a great business. He's one of those rich kids who wants to be free from his parents and their demands. He told me that living with them was too much for him so as soon as he graduated from high school, he got his own place and started living on his own but it's no surprise that his mom still looks out for him. I mean I could say the same for my mom too, you know.

"You know, if you keep this up, I'd most probably end up living here," I said and he laughed.

"Well, since now that we know each other more, I think that won't be much of a problem." He said and I smirked.

I made my way back to my room and took a long, relaxing shower. Luckily, I brought shampoo and soap and other bathroom necessities with me or I'd be freshening up with just hot water.

After my bath, I wrapped myself in a towel and then brushed my teeth. I made a quick change of clothes, placed a little bit of perfume and then brushed my hair. I didn't bring a blow dryer so I just left the on my shoulders.

When I was through, I placed my phone in the back pocket of my jeans and went out of the room. He was just watching TV and was already 'freshened up' as soon as I came into the living room. When I made my way to the couch, he turned the TV off and stood up with a smile on his face.

"Let's get going," he said reaching for the keys that was on the table right beside the door that led to the outside world.

"Where exactly are we going?" I asked curiously and he gave me a sly smile.

"You said you wanted an adventure, right?" he said as he walked out the door. I followed right out before he closed it and then locked it from the outside with a key. "Well, I've got a little something prepared."

"And that little something is…?" I trailed off as I followed him just one flight of stairs and out to the parking lot where his car was.

"Meeting my sister, Annabelle," he said as he got inside the car. "I think you'll like her,"

I got in after him and we were on our way. Truthfully, I was scared shitless but maybe this could turn out to be a memorable thing. I don't know if I might like her or if I might think that she's a total bitch but I can't wait to find out.

I know it was only yesterday that we met and became friends but somehow, I feel as if I've known him for years. Maybe we knew each other from some past life or something. I don't know but I am having fun just by being with him. I think our friendship could go a long way and in times like these, I'd really need someone I can trust.

So as I start my new adventure, I just hope it doesn't spark up the past and bring back everything I've been trying to avoid. This is a new start for me. I don't know how many times I might've said that in the past but I think this is the real thing. I can just feel it.