I never thought that breaking up with someone would be that hard. I had never been in a serious relationship before so giving someone that “We’re over!” line was scary for me. Sure, its just like “Let’s get this done and over with.” thing but when you’re talking about probably hurting someone who had been so thoughtful and generous to you is not that easy. For two sleepless nights, I was figuring out how to break the news to Carl.

It started on the day I met D. My conversations with him are like hearing myself talking. His views on relationships, commitments and life are exactly what I had in mind when I am still enjoying my life being single. I guess my views on these things changed when I started feeling a little insecure and the need to have boyfriend or significant other has become somewhat of an obsession. Everywhere you look, there are couples snuggling, kissing, HHWW, or just spending time together. It seems as if you don't belong if you don't have a boyfriend. Thanks to my friends that everytime we see each other, all they could ask me is that if I already got one. And what's really pissing me off about being single is that there are a LOT of gay couples nowadays. I mean, if these gays can have boyfriends, I surely CAN also!

Then Carl came along, he offered a relationship and I readily jumped in, not knowing what's in store for me. I was in love. But now, I thought I was.

After my encounter with D, I resolved to end my so-called relationship with Carl. Its hard composing that SMS that will set me - and him - free. I was sad when I did, though I don't feel any regret in my heart. In fact, I felt that I was relieved of something which I can't exactly pinpoint what and I am actually happy. I feel like I was reborn from the ashes, like a phoenix! I had always been a free - spirited person, probably the reason why I hate being stereotyped, stocked up in box or just being told what I should do or otherwise.

Though, nothing came out of my encounter with D, relationship - wise, I am still very thankful to him. He helped me find myself back. He made me see the Marlon that I once was. I also realized how much I missed my old self. I can now understand when people say "There's no place like home". Certainly, there's none. WELCOME BACK, MARLON!!!