As pain and jealousy give way to wonder and gratitude , I realize the beauty of a love that opens ones eyes to life. The time between the yearned for reunion or unfathomable new beginning, fades like the forgotten darkness that comes in the blink of an eye. Whether a rekindling of old love - renewed by perspective - or the birth of new love - when one gathers the strength to carry the hole in their heart left by lost loves wound - I find solace in the fact that some future person is on a collision course with me and although neither of us know it yet, we will complete each other. Like two ships cast adrift by some furious storm we frantically search the stars for the direction back. It’s only by accident that we stumble into each other. And when both look up and eyes meet, only then do we realize the search for the way back has taken us forward and yet still, we’re finally home. Future’s shadow cast into the present fills my aching heart with the promise of an end to loneliness