Finding "The One"

Lately, I have been contemplating this very expression a lot. Everywhere I go, I seem to encounter bitter, lonely, sad people who hold on to 'hope' of finding the ultimate person that they need to make them happy. They justify their current unhappiness by saying something to the effect of "well, someday I'll find the one" or "I know he's out there somewhere", or something similar. I, being a hopeless romantic, used to buy into this notion- completely. I, along with other love deprived individuals would lament my singleness, but secretly hold out for the guy who would "complete me". I have to say now, that I think that this notion is total crap. When did we start needing someone else to make us happy, or to complete us? When did it become a good idea to invest our happiness in an individual who may not even currently be in our lives, (and for that matter, may never be)? An aspect that I hadn't considered, but that was brought up to me (in form of a sermon at Wesley...) was that our goal in life, and our happiness, shouldn't be centered around somebody else. It should be centered around God. Lately, I haven't been all up on the God train too much (which I'm really trying to work on), but I just thought that this was such a novel notion. Anyway- for me, I'm trying so hard to just be content with me- with my successes, happiness, and goals. Because, ultimately, that's all I have. I can't invest my hopes and dreams in something that's outside myself.