She lifts a hand, asking for a high five.

I give it, resisting the urge to put my fingers between hers. Because she hardly knows me.


As we speak, I'm finishing up my 6th overnight here at the office. I'll be sleeping in a while. I just need to get this out of my chest.

I'm not gonna keep this a secret. There are lots of nice looking girls around the office. Nicer than what I'm used to outside the hallowed halls of ABS CBN. I guess I'm just lonely.

I want a hug.

I want a kiss. A sweet, lingering kiss that leaves me breathless and excited.

I want to look into a girl's eyes and see myself there, just as I am.

I want a girl who is concerned with my well-being, not because she loves me, but because she honestly cares for me.

I want a girl who misses me not because she's lonely, not because I kiss her, not because I hug her, but because she just wants to sit beside me and bask in each other's glow.

I want a girl who can stand up for herself and be willing to look stupid at the same time.

I want a girl who's willing to tell me something's wrong, without bullshit, even if it hurts me.

I want a girl who wants to talk to me not because she doesn't have anything important to do, but because she finds value in every word I say...no matter what I say.

I just want to love and be loved. To be really, really loved. Just once.

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