But some how we always found our way back to each other, like the universe kept pushing us together, no matter how far we strayed. And when we spoke it was as if we never missed a beat, we could talk for hours, which only felt like minutes. Everything was comfortable, the words just flowed, and the only silence there ever was, was the one before your lips met mine- and here we would return to the same place we always promised each other we would never end up again. But maybe thats just it- maybe God continues to put us in this same place not to make us feel bad about ending up here time and time again, but because he is waiting for us to finally realize the he is putting us here because we are meant to be together.