It was my first time in the enchanted forest
So I do remember her very delicate features.

The captivating sprite I met at the Philippine Heart Center.
When I was a young and naive medical student.
She was a radio technologist and back then, I was her first time.
Her very very awkward first time.

That is of course before she saw greener pastures
And left the Philippines Islands
For a much bigger country down under.

You see she wanted to get married.
Probably to settle down with a foreigner
Get rich in the process.
And forget about me.

She wanted to forget about who I was to her.
What I was to her.

So why do I need to write about her now
When she clearly chose to leave me?

Is this about mocking her?
Telling her husband that he will never satisfy her
the way I satisfied her.

Why do I need to speak about her
When clearly she wants no part in me?

Because a long time ago in that enchanted forest
Julia made me fly
Like Peter Pan and Wendy
Like the lost boys of never never land

And because I am afraid

Afraid that if I do not remember her
She will simply stop breathing
And fade like all the other characters of my childhood