I've met the one. My body sings, "this is it!"
The tingles mask the random pangs coming from the warm depths of my belly.
The dopamine fills me up like it did last time but I know this time is different.
We celebrate the end of the search with lots and lots of orgasms. I aggressively release into the relief because I've earned this.
The previous failures were not in vain! You see, they led to this perfect, sustainable, unique connection.
1 week, 2 weeks, 3 weeks...oh. But I thought...I was hoping...
Oops, false alarm. I didn't meet "the one".
I met another one.