Mr. Never?

So maybe I'm not supposed to love one man. You know that Prince Charming crap and all, well, I always thought it applied to me. Granted, my Prince Charming would probably have tatoos, smoke cigarettes and ride a Harley or something (sorry, Mom!), but I guess I always believed in that whole one guy, one girl thing. So happy together...not so sure anymore. Matter of fact, maybe I'm not ever even supposed to be in a relationship. I do them pretty poorly usually. Maybe I'm supposed to have a series of beautiful moments with beautiful people, and then my constants, those friends who'll always be mine. Filling my heart. I wonder. Would I be satisfied? I think I might.