For my first post I’m going to share a story that I made a month ago. Actually, its an assigned article to me by our associate editor at The Philippine Artisan, the official publication of Technological University of the Philippines-Taguig.
This story will tell a lot about me. Enjoy.

Great Eskape Without Cream

She stood at the window, watching the doves flew away towards the bleeding sky. “They were so happy,” Cream whispered.
She took a deep breath, and finally…
“Babe, may i use your bank account? Please.” Cream requested without looking at him.
“With pleasure, babe. But for what?” Nate answered as he hugged Cream from behind.
She felt every care and kindness that his body offered. She eagerly looked into his chocolate brown eyes, “very sweet eyes,” she thought. She took his hands, and placed it on her chest, she let him feel the beating of her heart…
“I need your bank account, because I want to save all my love for you,” Cream sweetly replied.
They were quiet as they embraced and felt the heat from their bodies. Nate caressed her tighter and she knew what would happen next. Her heart beat faster. She blushed and got nervous as if it was the first time he’d do it.
Nate inhaled deeper and then he started to sing…
“I take/ one step/ away/ gotta find myself coming back/ to you/ my one and only/ one only you.”
Cream was crying, her heart was aching, she remembered the tumor on her brain that slowly taking away 17 years of her life, the future she’d dreaming and Nate the only man she loved. She fondled her hands to trace the contour of his face, and his lips. Nate wiped her tears and lowered his lips to hers. It was their 19th kiss (they both remembered), and was followed by their 20th…and all they could sense was their weightlessness…
Three years had past, Nate was now a Civil Engineer. He stood before Cream.
“Hello, babe. How are you doing there? I have a surprise for you. Today…is the opening of our coffee house. I named it Great Eskape, just the way you want it.”
“Can you still remember the night that we planned it? I can still feel your weight on my toes while were dancing. You look gorgeous even without your hair. I could still smell those spilled medicine when you lost your consciousness and let go of my arms… You dropped so hard on the floor…Then the nurses came and brought you to the emergency room. I was so scared… My hands trembled, I didn’t know what to do. Then, I feel asleep in your room, it was 5 a.m. when the nurse woke me up, and gave me your letter. She told me that you requested her to gave it to me when you…”
“Everything is still fresh…your scent your pale skin, your voice, your smile, your hug, and our 21st kiss.” Nate cried so hard just the same three years ago.
“I know that Great Eskape would be better with you, but I will try my best to extract its aroma and great taste even without you, my dear Cream.”