It goes like this:

One day you feel lost. You have strayed from the path, and when you look up you don’t know where you are. But something within pushes you on. So on you go; no reason, no rhyme, and with no real destination in sight.

Farther on you meet someone. A stranger, and for some mysterious reason you feel more connected to this person than anyone else. There is something about them you’ve never encountered before.

In the beginning you arrive early and leave late, wishing you never have to leave at all. You think you know what it is about them that makes you want to be with them all the time. But you don’t, you’ve not yet seen below the surface. Then you see that they are kind, and they are compassionate, they are generous and loving. It’s like they have come to you for some higher purpose; to reveal to you what you fail to see in yourself; like an Angel. You feel that the deepest part of them, is the deepest part of you.
  
The day comes when you know without question why you love them. With them, overtime, you find out what loves is, and what love is not.    

Then one day you realise that the stranger you met, when you strayed from the path, is the destination. You just had to lose yourself to find them so you could create the path together.