Sometimes, I want to feel the love of a man. In rare moments, I find myself wishing for a guy who can treat me as an equal yet love me with passion. And the passion is not sex. It’s the passion born out of love. Someone who is willing to be with me as I find myself.
Pero wala akong makitang lalaking ganoon. I have this fear that men meant for me doesn’t exist. Maybe I was afraid to be alone. What a sad life. Don’t call me pathetic. I don’t need a man. It’s just that maybe I just want to experience that little bit of happiness brought by the love of a man. But not just any man would do. I am not asking for everything. Its only the love, the passion, freely given at hindi demanded. And of course, that man must be a real man.
I want a man who understands me, na makakausap ko ng hindi ako mahihiya. Mali ba na gustuhin ko ang ganoon? God can’t seem to hear me. so, if you have accidentally read this, can you tell him for me? He should at least erase this yearning, this silly dream.
I am prepared to be alone, maybe. Living alone and dying alone doesn’t frighten me. What frighten me is leaving this world without ever feeling loved even for a moment.
