Singlehood

I have fallen in love with a fantasy. And I don't know what to do about it. The bulk of my time in prayer is spent begging for a husband. It might seem silly, since there are millions of people starving, living homeless, suffering, and who have it way worse than me. But alas, I can't help myself. I feel a desperate need in myself to have a husband, a companion, a man with whom I can share all of my secrets, my desires, my hopes and dreams, with. And the physical side of the relationship would not be neglected either. I thank the Lord for this desire in me, because I know that this desire to form and keep a loving, respectful, God-centered relationship is a beautiful gift. But for now, it sucks. Seriously. I hate that all I can think about is what is missing. It's like an empty hole inside of me that aches and aches. I'm only half of a person, constantly searching for my other half. I know that when I find my person, it won't be a miracle cure; my life won't suddenly be this amazing utopia. In fact, I'm so independent that I'll probably fight it. But still I crave. I desire. I want. Oftentimes, the Garth Brooks' song "Unanswered Prayers" comes into my mind when I sit begging God for a spouse. Because I know that I should be grateful to have this time being a single. And truly, I appreciate a lot of things about it. I love my hobbies, I love having my time accountable to myself, I love that I can hang out with my friends in all of my free time. But I'm not a single. With my whole being, I believe that God intends for me to be a couple. So I don't know what to do with myself in this single time.
Which brings me around to The Boy. The Boy is a friend of a friend that I am being set up with. The set up was supposed to happen a few months ago, but the timing fell through. I had my hopes set up so, so high that this would be it. Everything inside of me said that he could be The One. God wasn't telling me that, I was telling me that. My desire was telling me that. Unfortunately, the meeting didn't happen, and still hasn't, and it's still hanging over my head. I find myself shying away from potential attachments with other guys because something might happen with this guy. And truly, he sounds amazing. He's a strong believer, he's beautiful, smart, kind, and everyone only has glowing things to say about him. But I also know that I have built him up a lot in my head. And so I am left with this "perfect" guy whom I have never even met that I am already half way in love with and what do I do what that? Try to trust in God's plan, sure, but my daydreams are so lovely.