I switched!

I am Oreo Molina. I am twenty-four years old, and I switched!

My parents are the ideal couple that you will look up to and would make you think that there is someone out there for you – someone that will be with you for the rest of your life, someone who will do anything even if it is beyond their limit.

When I was a kid, I could not understand what the meaning of love is, other than the love in my family.  There would be stories about romantic love, but I just could not make sense out of it nor see the need for it.  Why would you need someone else to love you when you are deeply loved by your family?

Fast-forward to puberty, I started to fall in love when I was in third year high school.  She is the type of girl that any decent guy would want.  She has this porcelain-like skin, hair black as night, almond-shaped eyes.  “She is the one,” I told my self.  A month or two of courtship, Jessie and I became an official couple in campus.  Graduation came, both of us committed to each other that college will soon be finished and we can continue being together.

She moved to Cebu with her family and I remained in Las Pinas.  When she broke the news to me that her family is moving because her father had been relocated for work, I was devastated. With her assurance that we can still make it work, we pledged to be loyal to each other and once we start working ourselves, either one would move to where the other one is.

Both of us took Molecular Biology as our degree and kept in touch most of time through long distance calls.  We talked about new things we both learned from our course. We also talked about restaurants and places we have been to, among other things. Our talks would last throughout the night.

Two years passed, she became cold and unresponsive.  I tried contacting her, but she’s always busy.  I tried to be patient and understanding, but I just felt left behind. Seeing her Instagram and Twitter posts made me realize that she’s gone, gone with some other guy from Cebu. No words were said – there was no official end to our relationship.

One year passed and I jumped from one relationship to another.  I felt nothing, merely passing time and just having someone to be with. That was me, until I met Joey.

Joey was different.  We started hanging out as buddies, volunteering for social work in Gawad Kalinga, joined cheerleading competitions, and trying out for small commercial stints.

Like me, Joey is a myriad of things, so full of energy and life. There is an aura about Joey that is so refreshing that I could not resist and pulls me deeper, wanting to know more.

I felt like I have not only found my equal, but finally, someone who complements me completely.