When we were little, we were made to believe that we are all destined for great love. It has been fixed in our young, gullible
minds that somewhere, somehow, someone awaits us. But in times like this when happily ever after is replaced by divorce and annulment and forever being actually meant as a foreseeable future, in the matter of true, everlasting, till death do us part love, does destiny really exist? Is there really a
soulmate for each and everyone of us? Is there truly a person, who, no matter how many times the tides will turn, would still end up with us in the most fortuitous of events? How would we know? Will our hearts actually do a somersault? Or will it be comfort that we would feel and not the usual, expected fireworks we are all inclined to trust as the sign of all signs? Is it all about the hunt or will he just be effortlessly dropped right in front of our doorstep? Is there really such a thing as “The ONE?”
Will we be lucky enough to find it? Or settling for someone less than we hoped for and dreamed of would be a safer choice, rather than putting yourself out there,desperately waiting for someone that was never really real in the first place? Is a soulmate just something we made up when our previous
relationship did not work out the way we wanted it to be? Was that failed romance just a prelude of a greater, deeper, better relationship we are all meant to have when the right time comes? What happens then when we meet The One?
Will this delayed gratification be somehow worth it? Or are we just doomed for another disappointment in the end?