Bakit kaya hindi na lang gumawa ng perpektong tao ang Diyos? Bakit kailangan may mga taong halos sambahin at may mga taong halos pandirian? Bakit hindi pantay at patas ang mundo para sa lahat?
Those are the questions that haunt me late at night.
I belong to those who don't receive love because I do not meet people's standards. I belong to those who lack privilege because I am not considered beautiful. I am not like them. I am not like those other pretty women. I am not what he wants me to be.
But then came this man, my fake boyfriend, who made me realize that I am enough just as I am. He showed me that there's beauty in embracing who you are. That there's relief in believing in yourself, even when others don't. That you can sleep peacefully when you stop worrying about others' opinions.
That man is Rafael Magnius Gonzalvez, a dentistry student, who told me that among all his achievements and trophies he carried, I am the most valuable and treasured one. He treats me like I am the most loved person in the world, even after countless heartbreaks. He's a living proof that love will find me, no matter who I am.
Sabi nila "Find the Perfect one for you". Pero sino nga bang perpekto? Sinong tao ang perpekto? All of us are flawed, all of us are imperfect.
All of us have sinned.
All of us have something in our body to be shamed about.
Walang taong ginawa para maging perpekto.
Bakit nga ba nauso ang standards sa Love? Papasa kapag maganda o gwapo, mayaman, matalino, maganda ang hubog ng katawan at talentado. Bakit pag sila madaling mahalin? Bakit sila madaling magustuhan at makahanap ng mamahalin?
Bakit kailangan bago ka mahalin ng isang tao pasok ka muna sa kanyang standards? Hindi ba ay dapat mahalin ka ng buong ikaw?
Bakit kapag mataba, hindi kagandahan, mahirap at di gaanong matalino ay mahirap mahalin?
Does love requires us to perfect? Or it requires us to love someone who can accept us as a whole? As a flawed man, woman?
Can someone love me? Flaws and all?