Yesterday, it was official... I now had a boyfriend.
The reactions were various, from shocked to exasperated. My ate advised me to prepare myself for the worst.
I have seen his past, being heartbroken by his past girlfriends before me. I even conversed with his friend whom he usually hangs out in a net cafe in Marikina.
But my worst was when my mom warned me not to go out with him, simply because of one opinion about him: a playboy who would break someone's heart for fun.
Yes, I had seen so many incidents of love gone wrong, from being coerced to forsake just save oneself's hide, to the ugly break-ups. When being in love with someone, you have to dedicate yourself to allot time with your significant other, even if your schedule's so busy. You have to keep your promise of being faithful, and never cheat on your partner.
More importantly, make sure that the meeting with each other's families will be of less hassle, if not totally smoothly. Tell your partner more about your kin, get used to what they want to see inside you, and prove how much you're willing to take care of him/her. It takes time for them to accept, but hopefully, things will turn around.
I'm the type who is stubborn, yet determined to get what I want, yet I have the heart to accept the imperfection of others. I know he's not handsome, and I know he's childish and quite a pervert (ok, sometimes), but he never cheated, never committed vices and never broke someone's heart. I don't care about his past, because what matters the most is our promise, and that I'll always be there for him, even during the darkest of his days and when the world is against us.
I just hope my family will see that one day, and even his too.
Sorry, it's just something I wanted to let it all out. Feeling a bit sober right now... :(
