How many times have I sat in Starbucks drinking coffee and watching happy couples come and go, on their way to the park, or a movie, oblivious to how happy and how lucky they have it. I looking around at others, wondering what they have. Have they settled? I wonder why I can't find that kind of happiness and contentment. What's wrong with me? I'm smart, successful, pretty, funny, and quirky, and yet...I'm lost. So often I'll be driving home, watching the city speed by, after some triumphant moment and it is just so empty to have no one to share it with. I can't settle for something that doesn't feel like a perfect fit. I want to be in love, and I want to be loved. But obviously not with just anyone. I can have that. What I want is to look across a crowded room, and not see anyone else other than "him". I want to be excited all the time to be with him, or simply talk. And I want to talk for hours and hours, about everything and nothing. I want to share every thought, dream, feeling and experience. I want a phone call in the middle of the night, just because he wants me. I want to trust with my whole heart, and be trusted. I want him to understand my moods and feelings, and respect my privacy and solitude when I need it. I don't want to have everything in common with him. I want us to each bring new things to the other to share. I don't expect us to agree on all things, or believe in the same things, but I do expect to be respected for having my own thoughts and opinions. And I want him to be as passionate about me, as I know I'll be about him.