I always dreamed of being married by my twenty-fifth birthday, but in order to marry one must first fall in love. Love can mean different things to different people. I have always seen love as true, unconditional feeling of affection towards another person or thing. I wanted to be in love, I wanted to know how it felt to love someone unselfishly. I mean, I knew I had never been in love and in fact I new I would not be in love any time soon, but just the thought of one day finding the person I would spend my eternity with always gave me a sense of happiness.

I have always wanted to feel the sensation of love, sense it makes the world go a round. After all those could have possibly been the best years of my life, why waste them being alone? Why would I...