You're my end and my beginning...

I am still learning what it means to love, and it seems that everyday I stumble upon a new definition, or at least vastly greater layers of it. There is no textbook, no rules, no clear guidelines - every relationship is different, and ours took shape in ways I never imagined. It is not to be understood or analysed, judged or taken as a reference. It can happen to anyone. One day you think you're meeting a friend for drinks, and suddenly you meet someone who changes your view of the world forever. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Life seems infinite.