. DEFINITELY .

Searching for the right one is oftentimes what most people have been doing all their lives. How can I blame them? There’s an undefined rush in searching and searching and searching. In every new date comes a renewed hope that this person could be the one. For some, finding the right person comes easily. For others, searching becomes a painstaking process. They search hopefully only to get their hearts broken in the end. And I feel there is something amiss in this scenario. The searching just eats up most of the hopeless romantic’s time without knowing that he has already found what he has been searching for. It has been there all along. Waiting to be discovered, waiting to be felt. And this is even a sadder scenario. Some people search too much that they miss out on what could have been really right for them. They search too much that they miss out on the chance of becoming the right person for somebody. Yes, there is fun in searching. There is a high in every spark of hope of maybe finding the right one. But it’s more fun when you’re being with the right person. It’s a cliche, but I really believe in the old adage to just let love find you. Let fate do its work. That way, you won’t be overlooking a wonderful person that might just be the one. 

True, there are days when I feel there is something missing in my 'story'. There are days that could have been made better, days when we could have been more perfect for each other. I could have searched to find that missing piece. But I didn’t. Because I know that that missing piece can be filled one of these days. It’s a work in progress. I have stopped being too idealistic and eventually learned to love a moment at a time, a day at a time.

There’s  no time to waste. If you know you are with the right person already, be brave enough to stay. And save both your lives. 

When the time comes that you know you’re with the right person and be asked if s/he is already the one you want to spend your life with, I hope you will all have only one answer: DEFINITELY. No Maybe’s.