Manny Villar for President
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The Girl I Love I Wanna Let Go
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Click here or scroll below.first of all, i am not a writer. i am a businessman, i believe i was born to be one. you can consider me as someone who would work as long as he can just to get the business going, and get some money in. i am making good being a moneymaker, my business ventures turn out to be more than i expected and my bank accounts get fatter and fatter everyday,fatter than my own belly.this story of my life started when the call center business came to life. as a businessman, you are kept abreast with the things that would make more money. so, i ventured into a call center business and you would not be surprised if i considered philippines as the primary location of my call center offices. filipinos are good, hardworking and great english speakers. i got a partnership deal with one in the country, started training agents for my outbound accounts telemarketing for charities and mobile services.i wanted to see these agents on the day they start taking calls and talk to them before they hit the floor. when i took the plane from sydney all i had in mind was business, money, and money! i heard and attested how fast money come in with call centers in the philippines, both inbound and outbound, so i cannot wait to get to the philippines. this would not be the first time to see this country, a fact that makes me a bit confident with my safety.it is also very easy for me to travel for business and be away as long as i can because of two reasons paul, my partner for years in the business world takes care of everything while im away. second, i am a married man, but unhappily. you know what i mean? i have a family a wife who used to love me and i used to love, and 2 equally charming daughters. my youngest ysabella got my curly hair, isnt that nice? youll find it weird, we live together in the same house, but my wife and i lost interest with each other. we dont sleep together and treat each other the civil way possible. why it happened is not part of this story.for years i cannot even count, my life revolve with business, my daughters, my travels, and my money. i do have sex occassionally with a constant sex partner, you cant blame me with that! in my country, sex is like a recreation.i didnt realize i am missing a lot of things, things that i close my eyes to, not knowing i can feel them in the most unexpected place and time.one of the agents who were trained for my account caught my eye. the group composed of 30 people i think, and all of the girls started flirting on me everytime they had a chance like when we went for a beach outing and during breaks, except for this one girl. i address her as a girl because she looks so innocent and she is well behaved. an interest in her burgeoned in me and i found a way to get her into conversation. i called her name in group discussions for i am curious how she talks and how soft her voice turned out to be.i always chose her to be on those phone simulations, and one on one brainstorming. her innocence was proven as i continue conversing with her during my stay in her country. i was impressed on how she ignores me. foreigners in the philippines being ignored is a weird thing.one time she looked so sad, i approached her and asked her why. she told me she doesnt have a sale yet, and that she is a bit shy about it. i tap her back and told her its okay. i am bit sad that things are not going well with my outbound account, but it makes me sadder to see her like that. i told her from that day on, i will call her happiness and i made her smile with that statement. that smile was so precious to me, i still can clearly recall how it formed a hope in her lips.the afternoon outing at the beach was also another situation that endeared her to me. well, she doesnt know it then. the call center was just 5 minutes away from the beach so after work one day, the group decided to hang out. i always keep an eye on her, i cannot help it! she laughs with the group, there are times she talks louder than her usual tone, just to be heard, and she laughs again. but still, amidst those laughters, i can feel there is a fragile part of her. i can see innocence in her eyes.i can still vividly remember how on those days her long hair lazily drops on her shoulder and when she glances in front where i am standing to see how things are going, i would give her a smile, a smile that has been waiting for her to look at me. she would always give back a timid smile, and i could sense how she tries to avoid looking in my direction. she even got conscious when one time i winked at her and for that whole day, she didnt look at me. guilty as charged am i, i talked to her right after work and asked her how is she going home and how far is her home from the call center. she will be taking the jeepney with the guys to downtown and take another bound for home. i have never riden a jeepney before so i decided to ride with them. my hotel car was waiting outside so i just instructed the driver to go back alone and ill figure out the way back myself. she noticed my backpack and she commented it was nice. i said thank you, and i really meant it. i am thankful that she noticed me, and that she was not scared with my winking. inside the jeepney, the group was laughing, talking about how the calls went and immitating how indians speak english. she was the first one to come down, and a guy agent helped me find the hotel.i stayed in her country for 2 weeks, the outbound/telemarketing accounts continued until 2 months from the time i left philippines. sadly, the call center thing did not give me more money. it did not go well, opposing my expectations. surprisingly though, i was not really saddened by the loss. and it is because of that girl. she has started to change my life into a better one, not on the financial aspects, but on matters beyond materials. the very first time she sent me an email thanking me for the bag i left that bag for her, i just wanted to!, i knew by then there was a purpose of that 3rd philippine trip.we started communicating thru email, i got her number from the agents file and started calling her everyday. we shared a very special relationship and i was really impressed how faithful she is to me! its like, my goodness, shes a wonder! she is not after my money, i have proven that a million times. she knows i am married and though she never mentions it, i can feel she is not totally giving her love to me. i know that someday, she will find the right man, which i know im not. and for now, all i can do is respect her and care for her!i wanted to see her on her birthday that same year i met her, but i got into an equestrian accident which required me to rest for a while from plane travels. i was in the hospital for more than eight days and i felt so down for not letting her know. i didnt email her for 2 weeks, i got one from her with three question marks on the title, and the subject was empty. after 2 weeks, i decided to call her, i was still in the hospital then. hearing her voice uplifted my spirit, i wanted to fly to her and hug her and say how sorry i am for not letting her know.i flew back to the philippines two years after. she was already working in a bigger call center in the city 7 hours away from her province. she became independent and i was a bit afraid that she would be different when i meet her again. i was wrong. her values and principles were encrypted in her heart, they would not be easily corroded. i was suprised how in her innocence and fragile world back home, she came out to be strong.this girl changed my life! she taught me how to be contented with what i have, and not to overwork for i cannot bring money to heaven or even to hell. i learned to share my blessings to the less fortunate, and now i can say, i have a loving heart. i began putting coins in my pockets to give to beggars, be more patient with things i cannot control, and most of all, utter a prayer every morning and every night.i have decided to meet with a call center boss in the philippines when i visited her after 2 years and i am ready to take the risk again. for only in taking that risk will i be able to see her often, to see her smiles, to hear her laughters, and listen to her stories which let me feel so blest having things in my life people like her would find hard to have, or would never have. i began to value things in my life that i took for granted and live life in a different phas, taking things one day at a time.the thing thats killing me is my marriage. my wife is never gonna sign the divorce papers and would like me to be married to her until she dies. this wife of mine is crazy over money,and she wants to get what she can from me. as to when i can get out of this mess, i dont know exactly. as to when my wife will meet a man who could be the reason for her to sign the papers is second to miracle.i dont want to hurt this girl anymore. the more that i know i cant give her what she deserves, the more painful it hits me.i love this girl so much, that im willing to give my wife seventy percent of my wealth just for her to sign the papers.i love this girl so much that i dont want her to suffer from this forbidden relationship.i love this girl so much that i am willing to let her go, and let another man find her, love her more than i can, take care of her when she gets weak, and marry her and give her a family. i feel guilty for keeping her this long that she is deprived of a broader horizon where she can spread her wings more and discover how muchcould love be outside.i love this girl so much that i will continue to pray and hope that someone will not hurt her the way i hurt her for she does not deserve everything ill.she might have done her mission in my life, but that never ends my mission for hers.letting her go is the best thing i can do so she can find happiness in a man who would give her what i cannot give. the thought of letting her go kills my very soul. i wish i could just be dead by now for i dont really know if i can take it. i know she will survive, i dont know if i can! how can you be strong if your strength is taken away?for that man out there, please take care of my girl. let her innocence remain, dont let her smile fade away and when she laughs, feel it with your heart, let her laughters echo down within you until it feels so good inside that you dont wanna let go.remember she doesnt eat pork, her favor ice cream flavor is strawberry, she loves cat, she cares for her family, shes a tough woman and she loves to be hugged. she collects slippers and posts her pictures all over her roomwall.let me tell it to you man, shes a wonder! please let her remain one!,
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