Dear person of my dreams,

Everyone around me seems to be falling in love left and right and I keep wishing that I'd meet you already.

Sometimes, I even start imagining a scenario where I'm in a bookstore and you'd magically appear and talk to me about why you prefer Charlotte Bronte over Emily Bronte. Sometimes I imagine that I'll meet you on my bus ride home from the bookstore, I'd be listening to A Certain Romance, and you would sit down and praise my great taste in music.

Unfortunately, I snap out of my daydream and I continue to realize just how not in love I am. My eyes somehow seem to fall right on a happy couple near me and I seem to feel alone.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not pining for you. I'm not pining for love but I'm so curious. People are so vague when they describe love.

"I never thought I would ever feel this way."

"It's an indescribable, incredible feeling."

I'm tired of vague descriptions. What does that even mean?

Sometimes, when I'm super lonely, I feel that I really need you in my life. I want to be able to create memories with someone who's more than just a best friend. For once in my life, I want to be with someone on Valentine's Day and have an excuse to not hang out with people once in a while.

I'm working on getting rid of that feeling. I would love to be in love but I would also love to not feel the need to be in love.

The more I realize that you're a luxury and not a necessity, the more I learn how much I love my own company. Being alone has taught me so much about myself that I would never have learned if I had already met you.

I used to make up weird excuses for why I haven't met you. I'm either too open about who I am, too closed off, too insecure, or I don't have the right personality; but that's not true at all.

I think I'll find you when the time is right for both you and me.

I'll meet you when I meet you and I promise we'll embark on many journeys.