Maybe. Just... maybe.

“I want you to get swept away. I want you to levitate. I want you to sing with rapture and dance like a dervish... Be deliriously happy, or at least leave yourself open to be... I know it's a cornball thing, but love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart... Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived... Who knows? Lightning could strike."

(Meet Joe Black)

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I'd like to think that if my dad was alive, he'd say that to me. Okay, so maybe he wouldn't say that exactly, but I have a funny feeling that that is what he wishes for me.

Truthfully, though, I'm not certain if that kind of love is possible. I'd love for it to be out there, and I'd love more than anything to find it, but somehow I have my doubts. I love love, and I love more than anything to love people, but I just wonder if I'll ever find somebody who will love me back in the same way. Is that too much to hope for someday? Does that sort of love actually exist?

But now having said that, I can't ignore the tiny little chunk of my heart that is screaming out through the doubts that maybe it is out there, and if it is, maybe I'll find it. Or maybe it will find me.

Just... maybe.