Her First, at Last

Unstable in her actions,  Flirty in her dreams,  Promiscuous in her pursuits,  One thing she couldn't stick to,  Always starting, never finishing,  Before feasting her lusty eyes on another,  She tried but tired,  "I'd finish the next", was her solo,  No one expected more.  Her sight was set to see the end this time,  For herself, not for them,  The satisfaction she craved,  It would be her trailblazer,  But shattered was her heart,  By the love of her life,  Who chose lust over love,  Ambition over acquaintance, trail over change,  Broken she was but bravery it bestowed her,  Her vision muddled with effort and stuck with focus,  She finished the first at last. Yours in scribbling,  Nuraini, Nafisat Abdulrahman Shinning Gem