I remember a dream (not actually that long ago) which I think was triggered by Valentine's Day (the memory, not the dream).
I was walking through a Marshalling Yard that resembled a vast Aircraft Hangar with people moving crates and supplies around - in fact they were wearing jackets and fatigues similar to WWII flight crews. I didn't know anyone but gratifyingly several knew me, giving a cheer or a wave like old comrades. I got the impression this wasn't the After-Life but the Between-Lives, the place you went to be de-briefed and re-kitted for the next 'Mission'. Memories of my previous life were slowly being replaced by my 'true' memories, but before I could get my bearings, a young crewman nudges me in the ribs. "She coming, you know - the One." Seeing my bafflement he went on " the One for you, your one true Love - she'll be passing in about 20 minutes". He explained that I hadn't met her in my previous (present) life and wouldn't in the next, but eventually we would be together.
I've never had a Partner in the Waking world, no-one's been interested - I wasn't aware I even had a 'type' of woman I was attracted to so naturally I was curious as to what 'the One' would be like. After a bit of self conscious lingering, a small group approached - whatever I was expecting, it wasn't that. She was petite, almost wan, with a Welsh name that began with a 'C' (couldn't pronounce it let alone spell it) destined to be a Celtic Princess of legendary fame on the next Mission; (re-incarnation didn't need to be in chronological order, you went where and when the Mission required). Her protective guards dispersed and we shyly said hello to each other. I'm not good at small talk but after less than a minute of chatting there was a tightness in my chest and a weight pulling me down as I fell totally and completely in love. Woke up, couldn't remember her name or really what she looked like but she was definitely the One.