I had had two fairly good long term relationships before, both of which ended abruptly, The first time, I got kicked out, the second, I initiated the breakup. I said to my self, "the next one that comes along is going to be the one". I was playing guitar in a cheap bar one night and a friend's friend walked in with her friend. As they walked in, through the smoky, bleary light, that girl turned and smiled at me. End of story.