Echoserye Ep 3 - Kaibigan Lang

"Balahura ka, friend!" exclaimed GC, a female friend. I couldn't justify my flirting with cute guy CG. He and the birthday celebrant was an item.

Or so I thought.

On facebook: CG has sent a message.

Think that I am doing a huge mistake, but I want to ask you if you can be my best friend? Literally... Someone I can trust. I am hopeless and I need someone. Just let me know whatever your decision is. Please don't tell (celebrant) first, surely he will be mad.

If having a boyfriend can be achieved in days or weeks, can a best friend be found in a day? Of course not, you have to earn it through years of bonding and mutual experiences.

We met up for dinner, just so we can discuss the problem that's been eating him up for a long time already. When I brought it up, he said he's not yet ready to reveal it. I wanted to smack him right there and then. But I can't. He looks adorable.

"Please don't think I'm the celebrants's boyfriend. We're not a couple."

I wasn't relieved by the statement or sad for my friend or remorse or whatever. I was glad I saw him again. That was all that mattered to me.

"Your friend wanted us to be more than just friends. I could only offer him my friendship. He said he already had a bestfriend. I felt dumped."

As I see it, my friend offered a relationship this guy couldn't accept, and so my friend must've thought he got dumped. This guy offered only friendship and my friend refused, and so the guy thought he got dumped.

We chatted for hours, and I poured my heart out to him. I told him about my past relationships, my bookings (and explained what a booking was), but I'm not yet ready to talk about the bathhouse. Too soon to tell him. He already got surprised about how sexually active I am. In other words, ako pa yung nag-confide sa kanya.

"Here's the deal. I want to have someone I could call my best friend. Someone I could trust and tell my secrets to. Someone I can sympathize with during times of personal crisis and problems. Someone I could hug.

"I can never be your boyfriend. You can expect me to cuddle with you in bed, hold me, kiss me, but no sex. No kissing on the lips, no exchange of fluids, no grabbing of the crotch, whatsoever.

"I'm still the type of person who wants to have a family, who wants to make love to a girl..."

"It's a deal." I answered, after a long silence and pondering.

I had to question his approaching a gay man to be his best friend. He said if I knew his problem, I would agree that he did the right choice of confidant, that I can only listen to his problems but may not offer solution, that I can never get involved in a complicated situation.

That ever elusive problem was the riddle of that night.

I guess people will never understand us for accepting each other as confidants.