my one and only, soon.

I used to date a boy who told me that I am the one.

I was flattered, of course.

But then, he left me.

which in respond to that I tell myself not to fall for the concept of the one.

Despite being faithful to my own beliefs and principle,

I do long for the one,

I do wish, hope and pray,

for the one.

I've encountered those who told me that this "the one",

will be the first person who you'll look at them,

and at the very first sight— you just knew that they are the one.

I refuse to believe and i desperately hope that my "the one",

will not be that way.

At night, i pray to Him.

I ask Him for "the one",

to be the person who has been there all along,

who have seen my worst,

and my perfect imperfections,

yet they still choose to stay.

As for now, "the one" is still nowhere to be seen.

Thus, I hope that you, the one, will be here soon.

No matter where you are or who you're with at the moment,

do come home soon.

Love, Juita