An idea I've had for a good year now. Depicting my idealist/romantic side.
I have no idea who my mate could be, but I always imagined him to be a wolf. Though I could be wrong about that. The main idea is that, whoever it is, has already been written in the stars. I just have to find him.

A Depeche Mode song came to mind:
I'm going to take my time I have all the time in the world
To make you mine
It is written in the stars above
God's decree
You'll be right here by my side
Right next to me
You can run, but you can not hide

(It's No Good.)