Finding the One

After all the false starts
Wrong turns,
Sleepless nights,
And the agony
You went through
Over finding the One
Meant for you,
You finally meet a guy
Who just might be it.
The chemistry is right,
And he practically
Sweeps you off your feet.
Both of you are
Drawn together
Like two halves
Meant to be one.
You revel in the discovery
Of all the interests
The two of you
Have in common.
You find yourself
Acting silly,
Being sort of goofy,
Feeling like a child
All over again,
Knowing you are making
A fool of yourself,
But being powerless
To do otherwise.
Then one day
In a magical moment
Full of pomp
And circumstance,
He asks you
To be his wife.
He presents you
With a ring
Symbolizing his intentions.
It’s just a rock
With a lot of facets
Changing everything
And maybe nothing.
Even then you still question
Whether or not
The romance is merely
A passing fling,
Great while it lasts,
Or is he really the One?