four years, full circle

life is such a sweet, serendipitous thing sometimes.

five years ago, you pressed your lips to mine and thus began a whirlwind of the deepest, most authentic love i could ever have imagined.
four years ago, you said goodbye and both our hearts shattered into a million pieces.  never before have i felt such a heartache, like my heart might just rot right out of my chest.
three months ago, you claimed yourself as your own, with words and with space, and jumped into the deep end of the life you had been dreaming about in your mind's eye forever.
and then... four days ago, your lips found mine again.  i never thought i would get the opportunity to feel your breath on my skin again, to see you look at me with the softness that comes when your pupils dilate the way they do. 
it was always just what it was, what it needed to be.  i hope it continues, in whatever way that means.
i never stopped loving you with my whole heart.