MONOLOGUE

I LOVE YOU

(An original composition)

Hi I’m Lovely and I love you! Yes you! I love love love love you. More than anything else, I love you. Wait! Hehehe. Do you love me? No… No… Nobody loves me. Nobody cares for me. Nobody wanted me. Nobody likes me. 

I was abandoned by my parents in Sto. Nino Church and I grew up alone in the streets. “Mani mo! Mani, init pa ni noy! Cge palit namo.” That’s how I lived! Yes by selling or… “Malooy intawn mo nako! Mangayo ko nimo bisag piso lang maam/sir. Gigutom kaayo ko, mangayo ko’g palit og pan.” I beg because I knew no one to care for me and to give me food and drinks to live. Nobody… nobody… But I did not lose hope. I went to school during the day and sold nuts at night. It was tiring but I really love going to school.

It was during my first year when I met John. He was handsome but he was a brat. I did not have any other friend but him. We play, eat and do things together and sooner I fell in love with him. I was hoping that he too would say he loved me and yes! Yes! Yes! He did! “I love you!” That’s the sweetest thing I ever heard. I felt secured, loved and no woman could equal how I felt that time. We were already six years in a relationship and yesterday, yesterday was our sixth anniversary! I love you John! I really really love you! That I could have told him. But he’s gone. He’s gone! 

Yesterday, I waited for him in Cathedral where we used to meet and while waiting I sold some nuts. “Mani noy! Tag singko ra! Palit namo! Libre’g asin ang mopalit og daghan.” And oh! A tall handsome guy bought P100-worth peanuts. It was John. I thought he’d recognize me but he didn’t. He was so busy calling someone and he went straight in the plaza. I followed him. He waited there. “John must be waiting me here.” I thought. “ This must be a unique date! In the plaza! Oh! Beautiful roses in John’s hands. Red, blue and white roses. How sweet John is to me! But wait…” “Oh, why were you late baby? Ganina ra ko nagpaabot nimo. Anyway, happy sixth anniversary. I love you!” He said this and kissed the flawless woman before him. My heart was pierced a thousand times that moment but I still took courage. I put some lipsticks on and went straight to them. “Tell me John. Who is this woman?” “She is my fiancée. And who are you?” I told him, “John, I am your girlfriend, Evangelista Cruz. Today is our sixth anniversary. Didn’t you tell me you love me?” “Who is she John? You’re your fiancée. This poor gal must be hungry and needing little money. Here, take it. P100. Is it enough to feed your hungry stomach?” In my anger, I pulled her hair and drew things on her face using the lipstick. “Enough! Look Evangelista! Shane is my only fiancée. I love her and not you! Why would I choose a beggar? Let’s just say everything is a game. You were my past time and we are game over! Got it?” He said this while throwing juice into my face. He lied to me. He fooled me. He said he loved me but he loved somebody else. I am a toy whom only kids would say they loved. I am a beggar and nut vendor and nobody would ever love me. I hated men and I curse them my lifetime. Screw the men! I love you is the sweetest poison they give women. I love love love nobody.