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Seriously, I must warn you about how I am not a professional to talk about relationships. No psychology degree or relationship-igy. I’ve been in a few and some didn’t quite worked out but I learned how every single one of these relationships had its share of ‘kilig’ moments and every guys way of saying I love you.
Seriously, I must warn you about how I am not a professional to talk about relationships. No psychology degree or relationship-igy. I’ve been in a few and some didn’t quite worked out but I learned how every single one of these relationships had its share of ‘kilig’ moments and every guys way of saying I love you.
Many had serious
attempts of saying how they feel, it will either be a happy ending or you just
embarrassed yourself. How many languages and dialects are there in the book on
how to say I love you? I’m not really sure but I think everyone can survive a
lifetime using every god damn word in the dictionary. Anyways, here’s a little
something-something for everyone to ponder on. 5 ways to say I love you.
Recently, I’ve
read CJ de Silva’s blog post about the Jerks and the Assholes every girl will
encounter. This is sort of like that, the assholes that probably lied on how
they felt and the good guys who, well, are the hardest to find.
The high school best friend
Many girls have
this, a high school guy best friend. It’s that or they’re gay. I had one, Mark Singson.
The closest thing I have next to a brother. We we’re inseparable after high
school but drifted away after a few months. Luckily, I bumped into him at a
party. We talked all night while everyone else was getting wasted. When I was
about to leave, we made beso-beso and when I turned my back on him. I heard him
say “I love you”. I turned around and asked. “What? You said something?” then
he turned pale. I heard him, but I wanted him to man up and grow some balls to
tell it to my face. And, that was the last time I saw him.
The starving writer
I used starving
because that’s what he called himself, until he got this high-paying writing
job for a multinational company.
Us and our
friends used to dream together, dreams that didn’t really went the right way.
We wanted to make short films, write novels and even form a rock band. We used
to drink every weekend at Cubao X, exchanged poems, short stories and even A|V
scripts of our future short films.
Oh yeah, did I
mention he got a high-paying job for a multinational company? And after he did
that, he was travelling here and there. And on that months and years he was
abroad, he still sends me poems and short stories. After more than a year that
he was overseas, I got a package, a book. “All the things I should have said by
John David. There I read, “For Sky, whom I loved all my life and she has no
clue, until now.”
It caused
butterflies and confusion; I can’t believe someone dedicated a book to me. Or
is it really for me? Or maybe it’s for another girl named Sky.
The business mogul
Before we go to
him, I would like to make it clear that I am not a really big fan of long
distance relationships, I think it will never work out and the exact reason why
you have someone with you are for them to be with you. Anyways…
I met Chris
Lopez when I worked as a financial adviser for JP Morgan Chase a couple of
years ago. He just got back in Manila from Jeddah. They own a business in
Jeddah and is here in Manila to take care of unfinished business. We went out
for a couple of months then I decided not to see him anymore.
After 3 or 4
months, he told me he’s going back to Jeddah. For good. And because I knew long
distance relationships don’t work out that well, I decided to say one last
goodbye and dropped him off the airport. He got out of the car, got his things
and kissed me on the forehead and then he said it. “I love you”.
And that was the
last time I saw him and heard of him.
The party animal
I had my fair
share of parties; drinking and dancing til the morning. I met one guy there,
and he remains my friend til now. His name is Marvin Miranda. My party buddy,
my wingman. He helped me get free shots, beer and even food. He handled the VIP
guest list of Embassy. Yes, you read that right, Embassy. The first bar I ever
went to. He introduced me to all his VIP guests, politicians, athletes,
celebrities and even company presidents. He did wonders to my PR skills. The
game plan every Saturday night is to pick me up at my place at 7 pm, have
dinner somewhere in Fort and go to Embassy by 10pm where his guests are
expected to arrive.
We party every
weekend for about 3 months and I eventually got tired of it and went back to my
boring old life. He texted me to attend
one of their annual parties, who am I to say no to free beer right? So I went
to Embassy at 10pm sharp. He wasn’t there but the bouncers insist that I go in
and just wait inside. So there was I, in a bar, alone. And a stranger
approached me to dance and I said, “Sorry I’m waiting for someone”. Next thing
I know, punches we’re thrown here and there.
Me and Marvin
ended up in the parking area and that’s when he held my hand and said how he
really felt. This was his exact words, “I’m sorry for bringing you into this
world, the wild parties. I don’t know what this means but … I love you.”
The basketball star
He’s
multi-hyphenated, model-baller-writer-host-chef-racecar driver. And that is
every reason why girls line up and scream. I’ve been in the sports industry as
long as I can remember and I was used to being around tall good looking guys.
I’m used to gorgeous models. I worked with all of them.
I often call
them dear when I text them, then Jay came along and asked me out for dinner,
late night drinking, wall climbing and all these things he’s in to. We are not
going out or having dates, or at least that’s what I think. Everyone thought we
we’re together but we we’re just friends and that’s no press release.
My blackberry
was broken and he gave me his spare BB so I won’t have to buy a new one. I
gladly accepted because I know that he knew how important my phone is to me and
my job.
One night he
BBM-ed me, asking me what I was doing, I told him I’m at a styling gig and will
be finishing late. He then said take care. After 2 hours he called me and told
me about his day and before he hung up he told me. “Hey just so you know, I
love you.” All I said was “I know”.
Does it really
matter how one says it? Does it even matter when they said it? Or does it only
matter who says it?
Girls have this
weird way of telling, if someone likes or loves them, they will figure it out.
That’s how sensitive girls’ feelings are, before you say it, they already know.
There will be no surprising when it comes to feelings because it’s either we’ll
fall in love first or you’ll admit it first.
I think the
words I love you is overrated, coz it’s one of the most commonly used phrases
nowadays. We often spit it out when we get caught in the moment, though some
don’t mean it, they say it.
For me, it doesn’t
really matter how one says it but every time someone profess their undying love
to you, you can’t help but have that ‘butterflies’ in you stomach kind of
feeling. I told myself that these words will only count if the other says it
back. It will only count if the feeling is mutual.
These 5 guys are
the typical guys a girl can encounter in their life, as for me, among these 5
ways how someone said I Love you, I have only said I Love you back to one. Only one meant it the way I wanted him to mean it and he is the only one who is still here til this very moment.
