My First and Last

There was this girl who knows how to sing songs of hope, dance to the rhythm of darkness, write stories of nirvanas and galaxies and draw the different edges of life but she cannot go along with the breeze of love.
Siguro ayaw na rin niya, binitawan na niya siguro ako. Pero bakit ayaw ko pa ring bumitaw sa pag-asang balang araw, pagkagising ko sa umaga, ang maamo niyang mukha na nasa braso ko ang una kong makikita?
I want her to be my first ever girlfriend and the last one too. I want her to be the woman that I'll be waiting on the end of the red carpeted aisle on my wedding day. I want her to be the mother of my children. I want to spend my lifetime with her.
- D.F.