The One and Only
Does he really exist? The romantic side of me would like to believe so.
When I was younger I used to think that God was all wrong in how he made us human. In romance novels they always say how the two fit so well together. "I slid into his arms and it felt like I finally arrived home. Our bodies fit so well together." If this is true, surely it is physically impossible. For two pieces to fit, they must be mirror images of each other, like puzzle pieces. If God truly meant for every woman to have their Adam, he should have made men different. Wouldn't it just be perfect if men had holes in their chest in which a woman's breasts could fit seamlessly? It would be the one way to find they One and Only. Do my breasts fit? No, well then I can only have fun with you but eventually I need to move on. Yes, well then welcome, what took you so long? Pure magic.
But that is not how it works. I would still like to believe that there is one person better suited than everyone else for each one of us. In a world with 6 billion people, what are the chances of finding that single one? is that where compromising occurs. What happens if your One and Only is at the other end of the world? How could you possible meet?
My sister used to tell me that I needed to settle down in one place. No wonder you are still single because you never stay in one place long enough. How are you ever going to find him. And I used to reply, if he is that slow that he can't catch up to me, obviously he is too dimwitted to keep up with me.
In my heart of hearts I want to believe there is one person out there meant to love me unconditionally. He is out there, we are just not in the same atmosphere. Maybe we will meet and maybe we won't. If we do, there will be fireworks. If we don't, I hope he is miserable.
When I was younger I used to think that God was all wrong in how he made us human. In romance novels they always say how the two fit so well together. "I slid into his arms and it felt like I finally arrived home. Our bodies fit so well together." If this is true, surely it is physically impossible. For two pieces to fit, they must be mirror images of each other, like puzzle pieces. If God truly meant for every woman to have their Adam, he should have made men different. Wouldn't it just be perfect if men had holes in their chest in which a woman's breasts could fit seamlessly? It would be the one way to find they One and Only. Do my breasts fit? No, well then I can only have fun with you but eventually I need to move on. Yes, well then welcome, what took you so long? Pure magic.
But that is not how it works. I would still like to believe that there is one person better suited than everyone else for each one of us. In a world with 6 billion people, what are the chances of finding that single one? is that where compromising occurs. What happens if your One and Only is at the other end of the world? How could you possible meet?
My sister used to tell me that I needed to settle down in one place. No wonder you are still single because you never stay in one place long enough. How are you ever going to find him. And I used to reply, if he is that slow that he can't catch up to me, obviously he is too dimwitted to keep up with me.
In my heart of hearts I want to believe there is one person out there meant to love me unconditionally. He is out there, we are just not in the same atmosphere. Maybe we will meet and maybe we won't. If we do, there will be fireworks. If we don't, I hope he is miserable.
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