Looking out for him. Over and over again.

There he was. The man of my dreams. Nr. 37.
Over and over again I'm looking out for the man of my dreams.
Over and over again I'm disappointed because he's not the one I was looking for. Not the one who's compatible with me. Not the match to my own weirdness.
I fall in love so quickly. Our eyes meet and right after I feel my heart beating faster.
Yeah, it needs a little talk, some eyes meeting and I'm falling for the guy.
Maybe this time it works out. Maybe not.
Let's hope for the best.
I want my fairytale. I deserve it.