Seventeen..

At 17, you don't expect to actually know who your soulmate is. Your whole life is spent dreaming of the day you're finally in their arms. What they'll look like, what their voice will sound like, what their fingers intertwined with yours will actually feel like. You endlessly fantasize about the day he slips the ring of your dreams onto the fourth finger of your left hand and you both say "I Do" in the perfect wedding setting surrounded by loving friends and family. You dream of the 'Happily Ever After' every princess has in the fairytales from your youth, hoping and wishing that it was you instead. You know your day will eventually come, but when?