There's a reason for everything.

A reason we met. A reason you lied. A reason I kept hanging on. A reason you didn't care. A reason I ignored everyone who knew better. A reason for what you said. A reason for what I did. And even a reason for the pain. Right now, that reason is beyond me. But someday, when I meet the right person; the guy who will treat me right, cherish me, and love me with everything he has, then will I know the reason. And then maybe I'll be able to find the strength to say, thank you.