“I guess I'm the perfect match, then, for a girl who likes to visit a cemetery." He drew out every syllable so that it sounded like a love song.I closed my eyes, savoring those words. "A perfect match," I murmured. "My other half.”
“I'm not looking for the perfect person. I'm looking for the perfect match.”
“Our lips moved together perfectly. A perfect match. Because we had skills like that.”
“In the future, it’ll be my child, but it will be my child’s life, so I must name it not for me, but for it. I like how that sounds. I think I’ll call it “It.” Boy or girl, It is perfect. ”
“He needed more and more of me. He would always want me near him. I would always be first in his eyes. We were a good match. A perfect match. Soul mates.”
“I don’t have any upper body strength, but that matches up perfectly with my lack of lower body strength.”