I have always wanted to love. I have always wanted to love someone-or to be loved. But destiny had other plans... I have always loved this guy-this person who makes my heart skip a beat every time I think of him. I love everything about him: his voice, his hair, his eyes, his personality-everything. But... he doesn't love me the way I love him. He is bisexual, and he sees me only as his best friend. Perhaps I should give myself one last chance at love... Just one last chance.

I have always dreamt of living to up to my potential. As a child, I always heard the lines "When you are older Jules, you will have a wife... or a husband and you will live happily ever after with a family of your own." But is that really what it takes to make someone happy? Guess I will have to find out. Today, everyone fears ending up alone. They act as if not having a family or a partner to take on life with means you are unhappy or not living up to your expectations or potential. But what if all it takes to make me happy is living? For the sake of my family, I will give this messed up game called romance, one last chance.