Best story I could tell

A close friend had a crush on this boy. As a jolly person, I used to tease them a lot. I later realized that he was our classmate in Algebra. I didnt recognize this boy. I didnt know he existed. Yrs of teasing made me familiarize his face.

Well, I knew he was nice and smart.

Like most girls are in their teens, I was a picky person (not on looks, hes good looking yall) and I wanted to find the right one. Im not pretty. We all have a story behind THE story but lets not talk about that to make this story short (diff story)

For me, love was love. Its not something to be messed around. I wanted to make sure that I selected the right one.

I had my firsts with different people and it wouldnt end well bcos they always disappoint me. After I knew that theyre no good for me, I would just end it then look for someone else. I used to do boy hunting in malls, bars, etc.. with a friend, of course (yea i know i know, smh as well)

I was so obsessed with love that I made a fool of myself a lot of times. I had different types of relationship. I tried becoming a rebound, long-distance, got a forbidden love; I also had an ex who got his ex pregnant; I chased people. I even chose to chase the wrong one.

My point is. HE. WAS. NOT. MY. TYPE.

I didnt like him in general, not as a lover, not even as a friend. Just some acquaintance down the lobby.

Hes a quiet person. Yrs after walking pass by him, we met in an occasion. He was sitting at the opposite side of the table, he got drunk then he sat beside me. He showed some interests. He even told me he went there bcos his friends told him that I would be there, lol (feel the prettiness)

We talked for hrs until it started to rain, he covered my head with his jacket, told me that he needed to go home bcos his mom was looking for him. I got shookt. He obviously liked me (arent i assuming, lol)

Anyways, the next day, I got a text from him. He got my number from our friend. I replied in a friendly way, out of respect per se, until he got serious on things. I had to stop responding. We had to stop it. Everything seemed out of place. It wasnt right.

I ignored him. We stopped talking.

Weeks, I heard he got a girlfriend.

His friends would still tease him every time I walked pass them. I would run pass them to the other side of the lobby where our room was, just to avoid awkward stares.

A year has passed, same occasion. Blah blah blah. He got drunk again. It seems like he has a low tolerance in alcohol 😂 we talked casually. Catched up on a few things.

Some of our friends went home, our topics were getting intensed so we decided to stay up till the sun was out. We just talked. I got to know him more. His face was closer, there was honesty in the way he talked, he was genuine with his emotions. His eyes were shining while he has sharing the things heve been through in life.

I like how he thinks. I like his beliefs. I liked how he stand proud, defend and fight for what he believes in. Hrs of talking, I found out he also had problems hes dealing with, much worse than I had since hes an introvert, shy, quiet; and doesnt have anyone to talk to or share it to.

I decided to be that person. To be his friend. We exchanged phone numbers. We talked day and night, sent some messages hr to hr, be together at school in whatever we do, ate lunch together, went home together. I loved every single time I was with him. It seemed like I just fell in love without knowing.

This was the love I was looking for. Where I dont need to chase anyone. I dont need to force myself to someone. The love that wanted to pursue me. It just came back to the place where its supposed to be. Its effortless, gravity just pulled us towards each other. We got the blessing from a close friend that we needed to get. Everything seemed so perfect.

Backtrack. Before college, I wasnt really loved, I didnt belong to any group, I was surrounded by people but it was sad and lonely. It made me a cold person, became insensitive and annoying. I tried so hard to be someones friend that I actually lost most of them, lol (i fail in this life 😂🤦🏻‍♀️)

Until I found a circle, one person at a time, different story per person. I was so happy, I could die. Really. The thought that someone was looking for me, that someone needed my presence, that they will not eat not until im there (wala nakong kaldero siz), the feeling of being important. It was AH-mazing.

So I got these friends, then I got a wonderful guy pursuing me. As I said, everything seemed so perfect. Not until I realized things changed.,

After a while of being with him, I also lost some parts of me. I lost my friends who I thought would be there to give me the support I needed. I heard rumors and stories everywhere about me. I lost the social status that I built through out college. I became an outcast again. I was supposed to be happy that I got everything that I wanted.

But I wasnt, I was lonely. AGAIN. I lost myself thinking what coulve possibly gone wrong. I thought I would lose everything.

But I didnt. He was there. He stayed by my side. He helped me overcame the situation. He helped me stood back up. He helped me became independent of others but him. He promised that he would stay with me, no matter what. He assured me that I would be safe with him, that he would take care of me. Because he loved me.,

When I was back on my feet, I accepted him, loved him every single day. I may had my doubts on him but to me, he is the person that I can never give up on. He was there when I was at my lowest, when everything was crashing down, when the waves were too strong and the path was too rough.

I chose him.

He made me happy

He still makes me happy.

Now, I am married to the boy who I barely knew and who was not my type. He is still not my type tho. I dont even know what my type is anymore, lol. And we have a little person with us right now who turned 1 year old three months ago ❤️