The girl

I have a heart as any other, but mine has a spot yet to be filled.
A spot filled easily to anyone else, but me.
I have yet to find my one and only true love.
It comes only once and I have yet to catch it.
Sometimes it comes as quick as lighting, but still slow enough to slap your face.
It is as loud as a rocket, but yet you still can't hear it.
This is why I have yet to find her.
The girl, that can make any day a special one.
The girl that can solve any of my problems with her smilie.
The girl that appears in my dreams,
Only to tell me she'll never exist
And so it appears to come true.