True Love?

I am gazing at my breath on the window pane and wondering if I shall ever find true love.  Is love really even real or just a farce we all make up to chase after, like White Rabbit in Wonderland?? 

My heart has been through the meat grinder of life and I fear I shall eat every meal alone.  Is this half ever going to become a whole?

I need the courage to roar in the face of cold hard facts/the future and say, "As You Wish," like that thing of "Princess Diaries" when the man says that and rolls down the hill.

I shall find it!  I shall!