I have a theory. Everyone dreams of finding their soulmate. It's a universal quest. All over the world millions of people are looking for their true love, that one special person with whom they will spend the rest of their life. And I'm no different. Except it doesn't happen for everyone. Some people spend their whole life looking and never find that person. It's the luck of the draw. If, by some miracle, you're lucky enough to meet the ONE, whatever they do, don't let them go. Because you don't get another shot at it. Soulmates aren't like buses ; there's not going to be another one along in a minute. That's why they're called ' the One '.
I mean, if there were loads of them, they'd be called 'the Five' , or 'the Hundred', or 'the Never-Ending Supply'. So I think maybe that's it for me. Because you see, I
was lucky. I did find the One, but then I lost him. I blew it, or he blew it.
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