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Never mind, I'll find someone

This morning on my drive to work I was listening to Adele's "Someone Like You." and it occured to me...I don't have anyone I can pertain this song to, that I can reminisce about, or dedicate it to.  I don't have any past "one that got away", "love of my life," "soul mate."  I don't even know if I have fully had my heart broken.  I mean, sure I was extremely upset when my high school boyfriend and I broke up, and the next few "relationship" endings obviously took their toll, but I haven't ever experienced that ONE LOVE, that gut- wrenching, 'can't eat, can't sleep, reach for the stars over-the-fence World Series type of love,' (yes, that last bit is a quote from Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen's "It Takes Two" movie).

I then proceeded to think about this.  I am 28-years-old and I have never been "in love", the real kind.  I haven't experienced a great loss, I am almost into my 3rd decade of life.  So what will this mean for me when/if it happens? Will I have enough life experience to handle it?  Have I witnessed and seen enough from the people around me to know how to handle it?  I think no matter how much you think about it one can never be prepared for what will come.  While I say I hope it never happens, it surely will in one form or another.  I sound negative and bitter, I am not.  I am just curious as to what it is all about.  Am I not worried about a relationship, having a boyfriend, or marriage because I haven't experienced how it can feel? Have I shut down my heart and put up a wall because of what I have experiened in the past?  Interesting thoughts, right? It's hard to say why each person handles thier issues in different ways.


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