yes.i fall in love easily.

I was in facebook the other day, then I saw this post on my wall. It's from a friend answering a question in SocialInterview, one of the applications in that networking site. The question was "If (insert my real name here)was to go to jail for something, what would it be?" to which he answered, "having too many boyfriends." and then my best friend liked that post. offended, i deleted it.

If you'd ask me how many boyfriends I've had, I'd usually take a minute or two to think if I would tell the truth or just HALF of the truth. You may even call me a SLUT if I'd answer you truthfully. But, really, would I still be qualified as a slut when, as far as I know and believe, I fell in love with ALL of them.

OKAY, maybe not all of them. Some of them happened because I was coerced by friends, some of them were not even valid because I didn't know that we were already a THING. Some, well, lets just say I was still young and i didn't know the difference between love and infatuation.

Fine,that sounds pretty bad, but believe me, I've had my fair share of heartbreaks, A.K.A. KARMA.

If i could put a line on where the REAL LOVE started, i would say it was in college.

I mean, c'mon, highschool? Those were the days of puppy love and raging hormones. I was experimenting. Okay, sorry for the bad terminology.

It's in college where I learned how to cry over something I've lost and where I found out that there is no better teacher than Mr. Experience.

But the actual question: why do I fall in love so easily?

Actually, i don't know. I can't and I WON'T blame my parents because they showered me with enough love, even more than what I deserve (Commercial: it's not true that the youngest sib gets the least love).

I guess for me, having someone (other than family) appreciate your existence is once of the greatest feelings one could ever have. I mean, someone who'd tell you you're gorgeous even if you look like crap, someone who'd say you smell good even if you bathed in your own sweat or someone who'd say you're sexy even after indulging in that big plate of pasta, pizza and mojos after christmas. Sure it's a biased lie, but that is really how he sees you. And you know he means it because you feel it.

Yeah, sure you have friends, but time will come, they'd also find that person to whom their worlds will revolve in, and if you don't find your own, you might end up, well, alone.

It's really good to know that at the end of a really long and tiring day, there's always someone who you could rant about the bad things or brag about what you did right and he'd just sit beside you and listen and not talk back. But still, even without words, you know that he has your back and/or he is very proud of you and your achievements.

Sure, some hearts could be broken because of failed relationships, but the thing about break ups and broken hearts is that they end up teaching you a lesson and making you stronger. Yes I am in a relationship and I am very much in love with my boyfriend, but if ever things will not work out, I would never ever look back with regret. I know i will fall in love again and the heartache that this relationship might cost would be a preparation for the next one.

But right now, I am happy with who I'm with. And I have this hope, this hope and prayer and even belief that he is the last guy that I would love, the man that I will marry and the person I'd grow old with.

So with this I say, you can call me a slut, but it wouldn't matter to me, because I was in love. I was in love, I AM in love and I will REMAIN IN LOVE. It's the greatest feeling one could ever have.