Does not exist. Is not found. It will not appear. It is just one more story that they tell us throughout our lives, one more vulgar lie, a very distorted truth. It is a path of thorns and broken glass that make you look like a green meadow full of flowers and trees, it is undoubtedly a painful path that will not lead you to the right person, never, because it is not in this universe. Perhaps none. It is a flash of dreams and hopes that cruelly turned into a children's story. The correct person does not exist because, nobody is correct or perfect in the eyes of the world.
The wrong person.
I should tell you, will be the one who makes you smile every day with just two seconds, will be the one who makes and undoes your world in a snap of the fingers, will be the one who will kill your dignity and will undoubtedly be the one who will teach you the most lessons.
And one day it may disappear as fast as it came, it may also stay, but the right person will never take you through that green meadow, but through the destructive path of thorns and broken glass, that even if it does not seem beautiful will present itself as such, because with each step, light will be projected making it look less horrendous and more profitable.
There, where you can be.. Where you have the peace of mind to say what you feel without being accused.. There, where you can be.. Where they take care of you and not only smoothing words.. There you stay.. There, where you can be.. Where they check your soul to see what you like and not your cellphone.. There you stay.. There, where you can be.. Where they understand you without you having to explain yourself.. There you stay.. There, where you can be.. Where they do not tell you that you lie just to cover that they are actually lying to you ... There you stay.. There, where you can be.. Where they don't fill you with insecurity and make you want to look forward without bullshit.. There you stay.. There, where you can be.. Where there are no lies that screw everything up, where they do not underestimate you and take you for granted.. There you stay.. There, where you can be.. Where their masochism or feminism do not clash to each other.. There you stay.. And when I say there, I mean a chest, a person, a heart, not a place.. Because it does not matter if it is a square with mate in hand or the most luxurious bar in the world ordering champagne.. When they are the right person.. You are happy anywhere.