They say that love works in mysterious ways. I always thought this was something people told the less fortunate that haven't found love yet. It's very similar to the whole "there's plenty more in the sea" theory. I'm a little skeptical about the whole situation. At least up until that one faithful morning. Where I met that special someone. . . or rather special somepony.

**Don't worry this is not a clop story. It's a true love never wanting to let go of that better half of yours story.**