This is the part where I tell you about me.

In older posts, the top paragraph here, would be about my first love. Not anymore. I’m Jack. I’m 20 years old and I’m looking for my soulmate, my other half, the one thing that can make me whole.

I know some people would say twenty is a bit young to be looking for your soulmate. Cool. I don’t care. I’ve been looking for her, since I was twelve.

As for me as a person, I’m incredibly romantic and affectionate and I want the same back in a romantic partner. I’m hugely sentimental.

When I’m into someone, I’m not joking when I say that person will become my everything. They become the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing I think about before I go to sleep (I know how cheesy that sounds). They become the thing I care most about. They become the thing I want most in the world. They become my heart and my soul, my sky and my stars, my moon and my sun.

They become everything to me.

I’m searching for my soulmate, not just on Reddit other places too. I’m looking for the Rose to my Jack (I know Jack dies in Titanic, breaks my fucking heart every time I watch the film), the Claire to my Phil (Modern Family reference), the Rose to my Ten (except we don’t get separated like they did in Series 2 Episode 13 “Doomsday”).

I know I post a lot, and I know it annoys a lot of you. I’m not doing it to annoy you, I’m not a creep and I’m not an incel. I’m a guy who happens to be a gigantic hopeless romantic, a guy who already knows how he wants to propose. I just need the girl to complete the puzzle.

And yeah, I’m a little intense with my feelings and I know how f**king determined I am. One day, I’m gonna show her all these posts because I want to her know how hard and long I looked for her and that now that I have her, she will never be alone again, I will always be there for her. That she will always feel loved and special and wanted and cherished.

I haven’t even met her yet, and she’s already the best thing that ever happened to me.

I haven’t even met her yet and she’s already my whole world.

I don’t mind older women. Not at all. Anywhere up to seven years older is fine. My parents are seven years apart, and they’ve been together for over twenty years now.

So any older women (up to seven years older) who read this and think “I might be a bit old”, you’re not. I’d love to get to know you.

I’m not gonna stop looking, I’m not gonna rest until she’s in my arms and when she is, I’ll never let go.

Because, to put it simply…

She is the key.

She is the dream.