There are all kinds of people. Sometimes, we meet people, who we think are everything we ever wanted, but it's just not like that for them. That's when I wait for a like twenty years hoping I will see them again and the other person will say: "I don't know what I was thinking, but you were the one the whole time. Can you ever forgive me?" At that point, you would think to ask yourself the question about her delay. Do, I really want to get with someone who it took twenty years to figure out that I was the one? I really don't know the answer... Actually, I think I do. We have to become the people we respect and admire and then any number of people in a similar psychological state will appeal to us. We make this so hard simply because we do not become somebody. Instead, we depend on somebody.