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“I Just Haven’t Met Him Yet”

Monday, September 11, 2006tee

P.S. *i wrote this over a year ago... hopefully this answers why many of us are still single?! =)*

I’m single by choice (and no choice!? teehee) and proud of it. I guess you could say that I’m a bachelorette by heart. People would oftentimes ask me why I’m still not in a relationship now. And oftentimes I’d ask the same question to myself. Yet it always comes down to one thing, I’d always end up telling them and reminding myself over and over again, “I just haven’t met him yet…”

I’ve always had these recurring dreams of this guy... I could not even remember how he looks like, but all I could say is he pretty much is my type, and my ideal guy. I cannot say I have met him or not, but it’s always the same face… When I wake up, no matter how hard I try, I could only remember pieces of how he looks like and who he is. And I’ve been having this dream since I was a kid. In my dream, I don’t even know his name. Yet we’re close and there seems to be a magnet of attraction pulling us together and without any word spoken, we knew we liked each other. As if our destiny has been laid in front of us… If only it were that simple to fall in love…

You’d probably say that I maybe am a hopeless romantic, or worse, just hopeless…ü Maybe plain idealistic… I’ve always been a perfectionist, I admit… And when it comes to falling in love, there was never an exception. I want to fall in love with all the magic and fireworks in the old fairytales that I read when I was a kid. I’m not a kid anymore, but deep inside I still believe in happily-ever-after and meeting my knight-in-shining-armor. I’ve even planned out the romantic scenes in my mind – candlelit dinner overlooking the sea, barefoot moonlit walks by the beach, and viewing the setting sun together. I sure have one heck of a wild imagination, huh?

I’ve always been envious of the love-struck people around me because they have something that I don’t. Something that I’ve always dreamed of having someday. I keep on telling myself that I’ll just wait for my prince-charming to sweep me right off my feet. Oh well.. A girl could dream, right? And who knows, someday, somehow my dream would come true. I’m not giving up just yet.ü As they say you have to meet a lot of frogs (I’ve had my very own share of them, thank you) before you finally meet “The One”… Well, if that’s the case, let all the frogs come! Ü

I’ve always been a cynic when it comes to falling in love. Afraid to get hurt, scared to trust too much. Believe me, a heart broken countless of times does that to you. Maybe, protecting myself from ever crying again. But then, if I put a shield across my heart, sure I’ll never get hurt, but I’ll never know what it’s like to love. And I’ll never learn my lessons. I guess lessons in love (or in life generally) are learned the hard way. I’m afraid it’s just about risks and I have to bet my heart and trust what it says. Again. With any luck, it might be right the next time.

Still, despite all I’ve been through, I get my hopes up. I still believe in the magic of love. And I know it will come, when it wants to, in its own time… And until it does, I guess I’ll just be here waiting – silently crossing my fingers that I wouldn’t be 90 by that time. ü

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