I have an all consuming fear that I will never meet my “True Love.” That one person that is better for you than any other human being on this earth. Because what if we never meet, if we just keep living our lives settling for second best while our one perfect match is out there oblivious to our presence. Thinking we could never be happier. But if we met each other, any other feeling we’ve ever had in our lives would be obsolete. It’s ineffable really. There could be an ocean between you and your soul mate. A language barrier, a 7,068 kilometer fissure between us preventing our paths from ever crossing. I have to push this thought from my mind daily, because just thinking that I’ll never meet you breaks my heart. I don’t even know you, but if we never meet my life will forever be incomplete.