IS IT POSSIBLE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH MULTIPLE PEOPLE?

"IS IT POSSIBLE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH MULTIPLE PEOPLE?"

"IS IT POSSIBLE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH MULTIPLE PEOPLE?"

Because of that question, Elca, my best friend, stared at me as if trying to absorb what I just said.

“Are you insane, Kera?” Her voice was filled with confusion and curiosity.

I let out a deep sigh and shifted my gaze to my coffee, taking a sip. “I’m serious.” A cold, quiet breeze hung in the air between us.

“I love three people, Elca.” Her eyes widened at what I said. She even rubbed her eyes slightly and looked at me again. “Stop joking for a second, will you?” she said sarcastically.

I simply shrugged in response.

When she realized I was serious, she sighed in surrender. “Fine, suit yourself with your craziness.”

She was about to leave when I spoke again. “I’ve been in love with one person ever since.” What I said made her stop in her tracks. “And you know who that person was.”

I held her cold hands. “I was hurt, Elca. I was left hanging, confused, and alone. Where were you then?” I could feel tears brimming at the corners of my eyes.

“It was Michael, Elca. Your boyfriend. You both lied to me.” Her eyes widened in shock. Damn.

“K-Kera, I can explain—”

I shook my head firmly. “No. I understand. You don’t have to say anything. Didn’t I just say? I’m in love with three people.” She still wore that confused, curious, and at the same time, guilty look on her face.

I watched as she swallowed hard. “W-who are they?”

A small smile formed on my lips. “Glad you asked.” I cleared my throat and looked straight into her eyes.

“I’ve longed for those people for a long time. And it was my old self.”

“My older self who was enthusiastic, my older self who was genuinely happy, and my older self who loved living in this wicked world, Elca.”

Silence filled the room.

“I used to keep choosing what I thought I wanted, and I thought I was okay. But I forgot to choose the one who would truly make me happy. Because of loving someone else too much, I forgot to choose the most precious person to me.”

“Who was that?”

“I forgot to choose myself.”

Then I turned my back on her and started loving the sound of my own footsteps—walking away from something that kept me from moving forward.

**Always choose to love yourself first.**