Subject: Cupid Has Terrible Aim, But I’m Glad

Hello My Adorable Accident,

Subject: Cupid Has Terrible Aim, But I’m Glad

Cupid’s arrow must have ricocheted off several walls, a parked car, and maybe a stray pigeon before striking me, because I never expected to find someone like you. Your weirdness matches mine like peanut butter matches jelly—an odd pairing that just works.

I’m grateful for your quirks, your late-night singalongs, and how you pretend my cooking isn’t mildly catastrophic. Thank you for staying near, even when my jokes fall flat. You’re the best mistake Cupid ever made.

Gratefully smitten,
[Your Name]