A few months ago, a friend asked me if X was the big love of my life. I was vague with her but no, he was not. I know that. Sometimes I worry that the big love of my life has passed me by. That I'm done loving for this lifetime. That I had it for a moment, but I chased it away, or it eluded me, and now it's gone forever. Or The One didn't share the feeling. What happens if The One doesn't also think you're The One? I am so lonely but I have grown used to the lonely. Not entirely comfortable with it but now it's such a fact of life that I can't imagine my life without this feeling.