I lay in the Islamic green grass, waiting for him in the same spot we meet every night
He comes to me. Not too close though, at least not close enough for me to see his face.. ever. We dance in the pale moonlight with effortless grace. Still apart from each other wanting to come closer but never succeed. I chase him into the woods. But I trip every time and wake up.

I lay in the Islamic green grass, waiting for him in the same spot we meet every night
He comes to me. I stand up to chase him into the woods, where I don't trip, but I fall back like if it was destiny not wanting me to meet him, that made me black out. The last thing I always see is his blurred face running away from me.

I lay in the Islamic green grass, waiting for him in the same spot we meet every night
He comes to me (ones again) But this time.. I can see him! No blurred lines this time. We come close to each other. My body against his. His eyes looking straight into mine. I have no other choice but to hug him. I feel his breath on my neck. He's panicking. I'm panicking. Yet he has no expression in his face. We pull away from the moment we both wanted to last.. At least I did. I tried to talk to him but all he did was look down and ran into the woods again. *I'm scared to run into the woods.. once more, hoping to feel him again. I don't know what went through my mind that I ran and ran towards him. And instead of me falling onto the floor, I fall into his arms. At this point I don't ever want to wake up. So I scream and I'll beg and I'll beg, I'm down on my knees! Mama, oh Mama! Let me please leave.

**All I ever wanted.. was LOVE

How nice would it be
If we were always prepared
For all situations
And from surprises, were spared?

But rain doesn't wait
Till the shelter is raised,
And sun doesn't wait
Till you're wearing your shades.

Mud doesn't wait
Till you're wearing old shoes,
We can't always be ready,
And I'm not ready for you.

No shelter, no shades,
No shoes and no time;
Here you come, taking over
My unprepared mind.