I watched a french movie on saturday called 'Russian Doll's' which was partly about love and how so often we just can't find it, not for want of trying though. The main character in the film likened finding the right woman to Russian Dolls, how you have to just keep opening them up until you get to the one in the middle, to the one that you know is the last one, the right one, the perfect one and the one you want to cherish forever.

Sometimes you just have to go through that process, with the hope that the right one is out there somewhere (or in there somewhere if we're using the russian dolls analogy again!).

It reminded me of this old song, the story is old I know, but it's a story that so many of us share all too often. For those who are ready to give up hope, just have faith that the right person is there somewhere and it's only a matter of time until you get to them (or they get to you) :)

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Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Love Me by The Smiths

Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

Last night I felt
Real arms around me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm

So, tell me how long
Before the last one ?
And tell me how long
Before the right one ?

The story is old - I know
But it goes on
The story is old - I know
But it goes on

Oh, goes on
And on
Oh, goes on
And on