The last of the poem describes two people finding each other later in life and recognizing that they fit together like puzzle pieces. "...I thought, this woman sees me. And, I thought, oh this man shows up. Ah, ah. This is what love is. Mid-sentence love. Midlife love. Busy, growing-families-all-together love. The let’s-keep-the-conversation-going love. Its just love. Big love. Love that completes sentences. Love that will fill the pages of the rest of our story, Our love story."