I collided with her with a sob escaping me as she pulled me close, squeezing me so hard I was sure I would break. But I didn’t. Because I had her. And she was all I’d ever needed. My tears turned hysterical as I clung to her, my brain unable to concentrate fully on anything other than how much I’d been missing without her, how much I needed her and how much less I’d been altogether. I wasn’t sure how long we clung to each other like that, practically forming one body, two halves of the same whole. Just the way we’d been born to be.