Friend / Mate / Housemate / Soulmate

Friend
a person attached to another by feelings of affection or personal regard.
antonym : foe, enemy

Mate
a partner in marriage; spouse.
one member of a pair of mated animals.
one of a pair:
a counterpart.
an associate; fellow worker; comrade; partner (often used in combination):
friend; buddy; pal (often used as an informal term of address)

Housemate
a person with whom one shares a house or other residence.
a sexual partner with whom one shares a house or other living quarters without being married.
(possibly also part of the combination with mate as mentioned in the definition of mate)

Soulmate
a person with whom one has a strong affinity, shared values and tastes, and often a romantic bond

I have often wished for a soulmate with whom I could have a romantic bond. Alas, my soulmates have usually been women. We could laugh at the same things and often finish one another's sentences. But romance was always off the table. The few times I had found a man with the hope that that would be the one, the results came up as disaster. I think of 3½ times (the one after three was questionable because we never really saw one another enough times to say that a bond was forming.

#1 met the family. Sadly, he would repeat stories I had told him that were not meant to be repeated. He also preferred beer and pot over me. We had a falling out, but made a reconciliation. I never quite warmed up to what he had become... we speak, but I would never spend any lengthy time with him. Vacations are out of the question.

#2 wanted me for my car. He turned out not to be a good friend. I could not advance him in his career or within the circles he wanted to rise. He stopped talking to me and to anyone who knew me.

#3 was emotionally unavailable. Migraines, don't you know. He also was in 'recovery'. He introduced me to the concept of co-dependence. He wanted me to change into something that was a creation of his own imagination. He wanted me to move in with him, but changed his mind the week I was to move. It turned out for the best, but we never spoke again. (I think he moved in Florida to be closer to his family that also hated him).

#3½ was an excellent cook. Liked movies and enjoyed passive sex. He was a great kisser and cut hair professionally. He dumped me when I said, "I love you," to him.

He was the last.