Hey, it's me again.
Remember what I wrote about the "misfortune" I had with someone. That was embarassing actually. I come to realize how foolish I was to think I met "The One" that was not for me, like how Ted always saying about Robin.

Because truly, wholeheartedly, without a doubt, I met The One. The actual piece of soul that is a perfect fit in every single part. And again, I come to realize how she was The One. Not because of how conveniently she fits me, or how I fit her, but because of what we have come through personally to fit each other.
There was a picture I myself was really interested in some time ago. The first panel has a potato and a tomato, the second panel has a pack of fries and a bottle of ketchup. Obviously, tomato and potato cannot go together for a meal, but fries and ketchup is a different story. It tells you to change yourself and you can be together with someone. That change is because of each other, for each other? Not quite. It has a whole different meaning to me.

We met some while ago, but we never got to know each other probably then. I still rememer thinking "This one is way out of my league, don't be a fool, don't be a freaking dreamer or a hopeless romantic. After all the shit I'd been through, and after all the shit she'd been through, after all those years, we finally broke the ice. Things kept going, and we are here. So in a sense, she is a dream comes true. I love her with everything I have, and I know she does too. Even she didn't expect it would grow so big that she gets out of her comfort zone.
I (used to) tell myself, "Damn, if I had done it that time, probably we could have been together forever since..." Or would we? She told me, and I also knew that as well: if not for all those time apart, with all those shit, we would never be together probably, don't hold on to it, aim for the present and the future. 
And the present is a pain. We are apart, a long distance thingy. We knew this, we chose this, even when she felt insecured and I was afraid of it from the start, we decided to pull through. And by this time, I'm probably the one awake after "tucking her to bed" via a goddamn smartphone. 
Do you know that feeling when you are actually lonely, you are not afraid of it, but when you have someone with you and you realize how lonely by yourself and you start to tremble? Like, one is "Yeah, I'm all alone" and other is "Oh shit, how lonely this is". And I keep telling myself if I pull this through with her, we can finally be together for real and forever, the happy ending that we want and we deserve. I tell myself that every single minute my mind strays to the uncomfort and unpleasant train of thoughts, to be strong, to be rational, don't get all emotional. 
Maybe that is how you made yourself to be The One for somebody, and vice versa. You do something for yourself, and someone will see through all those efforts, all those compressed emotions underneath, all the pain you've been through... How you are becoming a pack of fires or the ketchup bottle... And finally, someone will pick you. 
This is just me telling myself all those shit again to be strong, and fight through this loneliness, to look back and knows that someone is always with me from now on. And I have something to achieve properly.