I always fall hard and fast when I think that I’ve found the One.

The One is that man who loves me more than anything, exactly as I am.

Together we celebrate one another in a way that brings out the best in each of us. We do this without attempting to change the other nor do we try to make the one another fit into what or how we think they should be.

We both find that we are better people for knowing each other.

It’s all comes down to how I feel when I’m with him. That's what makes him the One. It must be fun and it must be true.

If it loses either of these qualities then it’s over; it's that simple. No regrets, no looking back. I find another One.

Luckily, I have met more than one One.