"Why say sorry when I know I'll do it again?"

Why not repent so that God can lift the guilt of your shoulders like he said he would?

"I don't think he was on his lunch break, he was still on the job as he couldn't get time off for Ramadan."

"Yes, he was fasting, still on route and could not get of, so with the need to pray, he chose to do so within his short break before he changed routes."

" Wisdom to him was knowing that he must pray."

"The room was dark and his skin was a shadow that could be seen by those who noticed and looked closely."

" I noticed, so I looked closely.
He placed the newspaper down on the ground."

"?"

"At first I thought it was the wipe up the ***** that could have found but then he knelt down."

" I was puzzled and I knew my face showed it ... so I watched him, my head cocked to the side, eyes fixed, I chose to reside, I was conscious of those around me, buses that passed slowly, but, he had me fixed, awestruck, so I chose to reside."

"He bent over, head down, mumuring words; I could not make out the sounds."

"And then he stood up, head down, head up, I could not make out a sounds."

" I knew I should have looked away, that it was a private moment and I was disturbing it, but I was not the middle man for his prayers."

" I was the onlooker, curious of  the man who made a newspaper his prayer-mat and the bus, his prayer-room."

" So I watched, three minutes go by, eyes fixed, this one kid sees me staring and follows my gaze, tracing it back to the earnest praying man."

" Then he looks with me, then it's us, it's us watching him; the man on the bus with his paper-mat."

So I'll draw closer to you.

Understanding that I shouldn't put my trust in myself;
I should put my trust in you.

So I'll tell you my heart.
Let you know it's growing weeds that seek to **** my love for you.

I am much more sentimental than my younger self would like me to be.
A love for poetry, my feelings and all things sappy.

I am much more sentimental than my younger self would like me to be.
My eyes that water at the tolerable words you tell me.

I am much more sentimental than my younger self would like me to be.
I want to forget the past but this nostalgia's calling for me.

I want a Jim and Pam type of love.
Where he is patient and I am kind.
Even if the timings not right,
We will wait for each other,
I for him & him for me.

I want a Jim & Pam type love.
I want to laugh with him.
Build a friendship that will
last the ages.
Inside jokes, thoughtful gifts.
Meaningful smiles, hopeful eyes.

I want a Jim & Pam type love.
Although it took time, in the end
they chose each other, they stayed together.