Fell in love at 22, could have married, things fell apart in a really confusing, odd way... and we talk still, but the magic is pretty much gone from that, because you can't really leave from the same station on two different lines, end up later down the line at the same station, and expect to have seen the same things... so I agree with Eason, true love is a fairy tale concept and finding someone with an agreeable personality who you really like to fuck is arch. If they're happy with your financial status, whether it be high or low, and they meet the former criteria of being not annoying and a satisfying lay, then they're wife-able. I have a woman now (whom I met when I was 26, had a birthday, and then starting seeing her just after) who is like a 10/10 in all of the above categories, it's pretty unreal sometimes... I just say that she is 'an interesting lady'.... she asks me not to buy her stuff because she has plenty of money of her own, she doesn't work and I don't really work either, so we get tons of time together and don't pressure ourselves to squeeze romance out of what isn't there, she lavishes me with gifts of obscure designer clothing bought in Tokyo that she knows I like, she cooks for me (and is culinary school trained with a certificate in French) and she can make anything, so we cook stuff together and that's a lot of fun, she's down for anything I want to do, including going to the pub with me to meet my friends and drink beers with me (she'll get a Hoegaarden and nurse it usually, but she can fill juice glasses with vodka and drink it in two goes if she's pissed off) and I like to drink and she's fine with that, she has E cup breasts, a tiny little ribcage and belly, big hips and butt, and is like 5'6 and 100 lbs, she looks exquisite (former TV model) and I just want to fuck the shit out of her whenever I see her. It's a good matchup. We have some epic fights but the good times are good. I don't know if we'll get married though. I'm just trying to be a good guy.