FINDING THE ONE

I have always believed in the myth of ‘the one’,

That special person meant just for you.

Planned from the beginning of time to be yours,

Being with him would be a happily ever after story.

He would be the perfect half to make you whole.

Perhaps reading too much of Cinderella as a child,

And harlequin and mills and boons as a teenager should be blamed.

But when I look around me,

All I see is broken hearts,

All I hear of is failed marriages,

So i wonder if ‘the one’ truly exists.

My friends call me a hopeless romantic,

Perhaps they are right.

But despite all these,

I still believe in it.

And so I wait hopefully,

Till I find my ‘the one’.