before pl closes, i just wanna express and capsulize my love story in this post.
Oct. 30, 2006, i received a text message from an unknown number. I replied him and the conversation went on until we eventually became friends and decided to meet up.
Nov. 5, 2006 – I met a man. Tall, dark, uhmmm… and never mind. hehehe… He was unlike any other guy i met. In the first place, he was the first guy i met through texting and the first guy to eat out with me. First thing I noticed was how neat and clean his fingernails were. 
Nov. 10, 2006 – He came to our house. Being home alone, i secretly kept a knife ready. Who knows what might happen? I don;t know him that well yet and most of all, we didn’t have any common friends!
Weird huh! I am a very gregarious person that’s why I really find it weird that we don’t have any common friend at all. To think that our city is just so small… When i ask him where he got my number, he would consistently tell me he just saw a number saved in his phonebook.
What started as a simple friendship blossomed. I guess, my feelings developed into something more mainly because was the first guy who showed an interest at me.
Meet MARCO. the man i love.
He was generous… time, talent and treasure, he shared with me…
almost everyday, sinusundo niya ako sa school and spend time at home. go home by 10 pm and still make telebabad hanggang sawa. wala pa dun yung text text ha… during important family affairs, he was there. birthdays, fiestas, anniversaries, Christmas, New year.
he was a jack of all traits… a master of none… a basketball player (nadala na niya ako sa alumni game nila at mvp siya), a painter (tinulungan niya mama ko pagpinta ng bahay namin), a driver (hatid sundo papuntang work), a cooker? hahaha… a cook (sarap litson paksiw, dinuguan, at adobo niya)
he was not a chocolate and roses kind of guy… instead, he would bring a sack of rootcrops and calamansi at home for our snacks, kilos of prawns and crabs and the like… he would also include the others for snacks or lunch whenever he helped me out in school. siya na nga tumutulong, siya pa nagpapakain…
He was homebuddy… in the length of my time with him, i was domesticated. he would fetch me from work then head home immediately. mas gusto niya tumambay sa bahay namin kaysa sa magabihan sa labas. hence, natuto akong mamalengke, at magluto para sa kanya. sabay na dun ang paglinis ng bahay.
He was a music lover… he liked music, but the music didn’t like him… hehehe… romantic songs… from the yester years… hahaha! since our friendship, halos lahat ng concert ng local and international artists na napadpad sa lugar namin ay present kami dun.
Hilig din niya ng papicture! hahaha… bumili pa kmi ng camera, may magamit sa mga concerts. pumupunta pa siya sa backstage para lang may picture with the singer… hindi artista ha… singer…
He was never a gentleman… yung tipong ladies first? wala sa bokabyularyo niya yun… pero he showed concern by staying by me in times of distress. my personal body guard…
Of all the traits i could say about him, only one thing mattered… HE WAS NEVER TRULY MINE…
most of the time, most of the days, we would be together. but in between, he was nowhere to be felt… andun na siya sa ibang mga babae niya. yup, i knew he had other girls… he was honest about it naman. i could’nt do anything about it kc wala naman kaming pinag-usapan. NO COMMITMENT. hindi ko siya bf pero pinag-aawayan namin babae niya. dahil malaya din naman ako, i would entertain suitors. but then, mag-aaway din naman kmi dahil dun. for him, i was just a friend. a friend so in love with him na kaya niyang bale walain, kaya niyang saktan paulit ulit at hindi siya kayang tiisin…
he had a daughter, but it was ok with me. he had no work, but it was ok with me. he wasn’t a church goer, but it was ok with me. i suspected he was a hired killer, but it was ok with me. he was a womanizer, but it became ok for me. yeah, we had some misunderstandings from time to time, but konting himas lang ng puso ko, i would readily forgive him. what could i say? I WAS A WOMAN IN LOVE…
September 23, 2011 – my birthday. for almost 5 years, i was getting tired with our relationship status… ika nga sa fb :IT’S COMPLICATED! i suddenly felt a need for answers…
through texting, i asked him one gift this year. HIS HONESTY.
i asked him where he got my celphone number. (until then kc it was still a puzzle where he got it kc wala nga kaming common friend) he answered me just like his previous answers… an unknown number in his phonebook. hmmm… consistent! so baka nga totoo… sge nlang.. then came the final question… IN THE 5 YEARS WE’VE KNOWN EACH OTHER, HAVE YOU EVER LOVED ME? … basta special ka sa akin… JUST A SIMPLE YES OR NO WILL DO… basta friend ko, friend ko…
ayun, gets ko na. masakit man, i still thanked him for his honesty, and for the last time, i said goodbye…
since then i haven’t heard anything from him… i have to be strong… i have to move on… I WANNA KNOW WHAT LOVE IS… CAN YOU PLEASE SHOW ME?