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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.

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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.