The best for last

We go through our steady lives
Living from day to day: never stray
We think we have it made but in reality
Sometimes we barely make the grade
We: humans; think we are so cool
But actually we often play the fool
We settle down and act happy too
But are we actually: fooling me and you
We think we are happy
We think we are the be all...the end all
Such a shame we often fall...
But as we continue on...
Praying for that day
Praying for that peace we seek
Is it really possible you ask?
To finally find that one thing...
That blessed connection we seek
Do we ever get to meet our mirror?
Our soul mate?
Our beginning and end?
Does God or the universe ever send us
That one person who makes us...
Feel complete...
Feel at home...
Feel fulfilled?
Does saving the best for last
Make up for all the pain and suffering?