There's something we look for in every new one. I'm pretty sure it's the fragments of goodness from the old ones we've lost. You can never find her, cause she never existed. She's hope, she's love, She's beauty. she's that fresh breath that starts a fire in your heart, The sparkle in your eyes.
The reason you break your boundaries.
She's the start of a love story, and the birth of a cold hearted villian.
She's your first true jealousy.
Your first real pain.
She's your beauty and your beast.