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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.

A friend of friend of mine since college sent me a message after she saw that I am posting about a girl crush in Facebook. So we had a chit chat about it and from there we rekindled the friendship we had in our way back  in our college days. We call a lot, we text a lot until we slept with phones on our hands and ears. I did tell her the girl in my office. We even joke about getting the girl jealous to see if the girl got something to me. So she's like courting me. We watched movie. Dine out. Drink. Exchange of gifts and the rest was history. One fateful day, June 19, she told me that she love me and I answer her back with I love you too. So it became us. At first, I answer her for the sake of answering her so as to not to make her feel mortify. At first, I don't feel her. I don't liker her because she was not my type. But after all the moments we had and time changed, I fell for her. Knocked out as she said to me. So I treated her the special way possible. Fetch h...

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' ...