“If you just tried and took me by the hand, we would’ve been happy in love.”

August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 May 2011

I never exactly knew what it was to be truly inlove. After 8 failed relationships (believe it or not), I was never too sure what it is to feel love for someone like what others describe it to be. I've maybe felt something for someone, infatuation so to call, but never what we call as LOVE. But when a certain guy came into my life, he taught me almost everything to know about love.

His name is Cecilio, or Celio for short. The guy I used to be a die hard fan of during my freshman year. He was a great dancer, carefree, friendly and just everything you would imagine a nice guy would be. However he had a girlfriend and I lost hope altogether. Moving on, I thought, I went to Cavite to start a new life there. Eventually, I met people; I had a bestfriend, a group, and a boyfriend. I was sure to be happy but everything ended after my sophomore year. I went back to the school where I met Celio.

I guess I was wrong when I said, "I forgot him." So damn wrong because all the forgotten feelings buried deep in my closed off heart arose and got me scared. He was single but not available. If you're wondering why he's unavailable.. it is because he is inlove with this girl who turned out to be my friend. I was devastated but despite that, I went on. I tried so hard to get him, did everything to make him notice me. But when eveything also got blurry, I said I would give up. I never did though. I just couldn't. I cried so many nights for him and because it hurts me so much to think that yes, he chose me but I wasn't the one in his heart.

It was one gloomy afternoon when we finally talked. Talked about things. Things that held us together. I cried and walked away as soon as tears come crashing. But it hurt more when I did, that was why I came back to him. And he was waiting for me. We talked again and we straightened things out. That was when I was sure that he really felt something. And that something was worth keeping.

July 21, he asked me to be his girlfriend...and I felt the world just didn't matter. I wouldn't exactly give details, I want to be only one to know what happened. :) Anyways, it was the first time he held my hand, it was the first time he really looked into my eyes, it was the first time he said I love you, and it was the very first time I could say I fell so deep in love.

Everything finally started there.