The ones that we are meant to.

We seem to find so much that we want in people,
the qualities we desire,
the feelings within them that we wish that they felt,

it's interesting in a cruel way.

I think that what we want,
what we really desire is not always that person we see,
but the idea,
the idea of being in love with them.

The sad part to that is,
they aren't always the ones that we are meant to love.