I think we women tend to have this perfect vision of a man. That take-charge companion to take care of us, but at the same time respect us for who we are and are sensitive. Someone who is romantic, yet not over the top. Someone who loves passionately, but only sees us as his one and only.

Let's face it. Finding someone like this is probably never going to happen. Short of creating a robot we can program to behave exactly how we want it to, we're just going to have to accept that this world is made out of primitive, beer-guzzling, chip-munching creatures. In a nutshell, our 21st century man.

At the moment of meeting, you would say you've met the man of your dreams, your other significant half, your perfect man, But then maybe six months down the road, you start to wonder, is he really The One? You can't ever imagine yourself without that person, probably because of the fear that you'll, once again, be alone, not that the person really is The One.

Maybe there isn't any One. Maybe you've got to go through Many. Maybe The One was just something created by the media, giving people that hope, that dream that someone out there is perfect just for you, and you for them. Maybe in actual fact, no such person exists. You see in movies and on television, the characters always fall in love in the end. Like in The Holiday, where Cameron Diaz and Jude Law fall in love and stay with each other in the end, even though their from different countries. In reality, do you think that really happens?

Of course, as I type this, I know many people are thinking, "Man, what a cynic!" I'm not. I'm just being realistic. Look around you. Sure, everyday around the world, probably thousands, if not millions, of couples exchange wedding vows and words of promises to "stay together till death parts us". And then one, two, maybe three years later, you find them in a divorce attorney's office, fighting over who gets the Italian coffee table.

Sure, I've ranted before, that I know what relationships are like, and that I wanted all that, if only just to experience the good part of relationships too. I guess I've just been hurt too many times. Trust me, nothing lasts forever.

And "I love you"s mean zilch.