Someone from the usual boring Saturday afternoon TV once said to get married is just a way of getting somebody to witness your life. I pondered about the words... A soul mate will be a witness to my life, no matter how meaningless and short it might be. He will see it through and walk me through, then when that one fine day comes there'll be a witness of my life; and I will be the witness to his.
What if, I don't have a soul mate?
Does that make me inexistent? Does it really matters to prove that I lived, I loved and I died in the end?
I guess that won't matter.
My life is not merely for the record.