You're told that one day, you'll find him and your world will be filled with rainbows, pink ponies and lollipops. The thing that no one ever mentions is the definition of "fantasy". By the time you figure out that rainbows are rare, pink ponies don't exist and lollipops don't grow out of the ground, you're screwed. You kiss frog after frog waiting for him to turn into a prince, but a frog only knows how to be a frog.