To All the Boys I Loved Before

Hi, my name is Tristan.

I am a twenty-something banking professional in the Metro. I usually fall for the wrong ones, the bad boys and extremely complicated. I am idiot when it comes to relationships.

This is Tristan Tales and these are the stories of some of the boys I loved before.

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It was nine - nine - ninety nine when I first heard the words that would ever change my life. I attended a Freestyle concert in the my university for ninety-nine pesos. Oh yes, it was 9-9-99 when I first fell in love.

"I love you...", it was my Boy Band Boy.

"Sira ba ulo mo?", I replied.

"Seryoso, mahal kita..."

I blushed and my tummy felt weird. I felt my weak on the knees. I wanted to cry but I was extremely happy. I wondered why it felt good. Was I in love?

"Lalake sya... mahal nya ko... parang mahal ko din sya... shit, I'm gay?"

I got hold of myself. I looked in your eyes and smiled. I was finally free.

"Love you too, Boy Band Boy...", I finally replied.

And this marked the birth of Tristan.

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"Will you be my boyfriend?", it was Boy Blonde.

I was shocked. I never expected it coming. It was the first time we met and with another chatter, in fact, and he was asking me to be his boyfriend. I combed my long curly hair.

"Sure.", I casually replied.

During this time, I have already experienced how it was to fall in and out of love. I learned that the quickest way to get over someone is to get under someone better - bigger and better and so I did.

"So where are we going?", I asked.

"Let's just hang out... "

He grinned and I knew what he meant.

"I really like you..."

I looked at him in the eyes and smiled.

"I like you too... Blonde Boy."

And just like that, Tristan learned to crawl.

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My ultimate kilig-romance was with Kalabaw - he is my soul mate. How many soul mates are we allowed to have again?

"Daan ka sa shop... may bibigay ako sayo...", texted Kalabaw.

"Sure.. dinner ka na?", I asked.

"Not yet.. later na when we go out..."

"Super late na yun... will bring you dinner..."

"Thanks..."

I started walking to his place.

"Masaya ako kay Kalabaw...", I convinced myself.

I smiled.

"Kahit na may shortcomings sya... masaya pa din ako..", I tried again.

I reached his place.

"These are for you...", he said as he handed me a bunch of flowers.

"Shit, ano to?"

"Bulaklak, para sa yo..."

"Bakit?", I asked.

"Kasi... yun na yun...", Kalabaw said.

I looked at him in the eyes and smiled.

"Yun na din yun, Kalabaw..."

And just like that, Tristan learned to walk.

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to be continued...