Single since birth
“I’ve been saving love songs and lullabies.” That’s a line from a favorite song, “It Might Be You.” Then comes the next part: “If I found the place, would I recognize the face?” or something like that. Often I ask myself that question. If there is someone waiting for me at the other end of the line, will I know if it’s him? Or will I, by awful chance, not have the courage and end up letting him slip away?
It used to scare me, but now I don’t mind it. I realized there are certain things that we can’t control, and there are things that are just not within our reach.
As for “saving love songs and lullabies,” I had the habit of buying things for my future boyfriend every Valentine’s Day. My cabinet used to be cluttered by a card, a picture frame, and a heart-shaped, lollipop-like pillow with messages on it, among others. But I sort of got tired of the entire thing and eventually gave the stuff away to other people. Now I’m thinking of taking up the habit again.
Article continues after this advertisementNot having a boyfriend since birth has left me exhausted, I guess. A friend told me that my first boyfriend would be quite unfortunate, if I even have one. His point was that I would have a lot of expectations. Another friend said the would-be boyfriend would be lucky.
Regardless, I just know that when I love, I love deeply. Loyalty is one of my traits. When I’m in love, I can be very, disturbingly, loyal.
No, I don’t know if someone is coming or not. But one thing I can say is this: I cannot possibly claim a guy just to fill a void. If I must love, it must be because I’m in love, not because I want someone to fill my insecurities, known as the unattractive-and-boyfriendless-since-birth syndrome. (I’m not saying all women who never had boyfriends are unattractive, but in my situation, I guess that’s one of the reasons, combined with others.) Otherwise, I might as well rent a robot, which can do whatever pleases me.
Article continues after this advertisementKala C. Pasamba, 28, is a writer at Essays.ph.