to someone, i have always been cynical all my life. i do not worry or fret about the fact that in all my 20 years of existence i still haven't seen what love is really like. i don't even know what it really means. i keep waiting for the free falling feeling, the sleepless nights...the one for me. i keep on believing that there's this designated someone somewhere sometime, who'll i know once i get to lay my eyes on him, or hear his voice, or even, just as i know about his existence. but alas, that someone is yet to come. no one has yet sweep me off my feet, no one has yet made me think that 'hey i think i am ready for a relationship now!' for now that is how i really feel. yes, i would like to feel the feeling of a girl in love, to be always in the company of someone as special (or even more) as my girl friends, but now is not the time for me. and i know each one has their own time for it is essential for both parties to be really ready for such a relationship to work. i don't fret, i don't panic, because i know that what is meant to be is meant to be. you cannot be at the right place all the time. fate and destiny. destiny and fate. and as sometimes i wallow in self pity and a million questions as to why i haven't found 'the one' for me yet, i find the answer in my serenity...that i am not ready yet. wouldn't it be just bad if i were to find him earlier only to realize that i can't make it work?? God knows what is good for me, and I shall accept whatever he wants for me to happen. i envy your optimism, your hope, your dreams. i wish i could feel the same way as you do towards a special person in my life. but alas, my time is yet to come. for now i shall pray that whoever it is you are seeking shall find her way to you. and i, on my own, shall find my way to the one who is truly meant for me. let's be strong, dear someone! and let's hope that in the future we can see each other face to face and introduce each other to each one's special friend, and say, thank you for being there for me during the time i haven't met him/her...and turn to each one's special person: s/he is my special friend... from, you