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Have you ever love a person that for a short period of time, you felt like she is THE ONE? That anything and everything feels so perfect…  That every moment you spent with each other was pure bliss… But all of those precious moments went to oblivion… Everything we had was borrowed. We both know that right from the start, there is someone you truly love. One day, you left. Still everything between us was good. And all of a sudden, the communication we had was lost and you were nowhere to be found. It hurts. It hurts a lot. I know this is for the better and I have no any right to complain. Months passed and I still feel broken. And then here you are again, knocking on my broken heart telling me you’re sorry and to forget about us that you should have said before you cut the lines. All have been said done and here I am picking up the pieces of what’s left of my being.  Taking each day, one at a time to heal and feel free again.

When I got into a relationship, I want it for long term otherwise, none at all. I want it to last. I don't want relationship just for the sake of having one. A partner who stays even if the world gives a lot of reason to leave. And I think I found her. We first met online through an application Moovz. It is like a Facebook for the LGBT community and for straights as well, where you can meet and greet, post anything (nudity is not allowed), make friends. Just like Facebook basically. If I'm not mistaken she is the one who chat me first then I replied. I added her to our Viber group chat 'mooverz' so she can meet fellow Filipino moovz user. Yes we exchange conversations but that's just it because I am eyeing on someone already. But that someone, let's call her A, is not ready. I did my best to court her, send messages, make calls but I guess she is not that ready. So I wandered again, and this girl, let's name her K, popped again asking how my day...

This past few months have been different for me. A different me. It's hard. Confusing. Gone gaga. Phew! Those crazy moments. And now, I've come to this point and validate myself that I can love a same love. Started having this feeling when an office mate and I always go out after office to run. As my usual, I treat a friend special especially if he/she is the apple of my eye. I surprised her with gifts, send her text messages, treat her a meal. I'm really fond of her. It made me confused. So I did some research about identity. What type or what kind. I asked a friend of mine (she is my office mate too) who is a Psychology graduate from a renowned college in Manila, about bisexuality. She is curious not surprised actually. She has a hint that there was a reason behind all of this. At first I hesitate to tell her but then I decided to spill the beans so she can understand me well. After all the no holds barred, she was in a 'that's-why-you-act-like-that' ...