i couldnt think of any other person in this four-cornered room who's real. i couldnt think of any other person who has suffered so much because of a man. She hides her feelings so well that no one would even imagine how much pain and struggle she's been going through. at first look, she seem so strong, full of courage, a girl that would never allow to be beaten up, but if you look through her, another figure unimaginable for a tough chick like her is lurking somewhere.


i tried to relate with her upsetting and sometimes "kilig" stories but i guess i am too childish to put myself in her shoes. she always tells me about how wonderful this guy is and how one glance at him can make her day totally complete. when she's happy, im happy. and i like it. i have always been interested in her stories but it is unavoidable not to ask about the painful side of this silly thing called love. a hundred times have i asked her about the girl in her man's life and a hundred times did she tried to change the subject. how does she do it? how does she manage to survive all these desolation and challenges that love had imparted when it fell into the clutches of her destiny? she has decided to love and she knew that when she did, she had to accept the torment, affliction; she had to go through hell to find heaven. and yet she took a leap. the consequences it brought were nothing to her.


she carried all the burden. but it had to pass. something wasnt right anymore.


i was there when another chapter in her life had begun; when she had found life again after she had given her heart to this man who did not return her love. she later realized that even though you had found another spark through another man, love had always been there. and so this man made her happy again. she gained her strength and was prepared for total surrender.


the same old stories came back. heartbreaking stories, never-ending agony, excruciating yet nurturing memoreid: the same experiences she had with her man before. i knew she had been preparing for this because there is no love without pain.


all love stories are the same. there will always be a twinge in the heart and relief in the end. but in her case, she had to wait. and i admire her so much. her willingness to accept everything that love had brought with it, both happiness and pain, taught me so many things. she allowed love to flow through her veins and filled her with potency that she could almost do anything. this tough lady we know is fighting a battle inside her heart. she does not expect to be loved by this man; she will have to wait. but to her, if to wait is the only way, then she would do it. and yes, in life, we are always waiting.


this is love according to connie.