Before Ramadan Love became ill

If I'm going to enter Ramadan and make this work then I am adamant to let go of all my fears, all my pain, all my misconceptions

Yes I am a dreamer - Yes I am unrealistic

Yes I am afraid I will never find the right kind of man to fall in love with me

I don't think I'm interesting enough or beautiful enough or even good enough

I don't even know what I'm looking for

That is not the point for I know that god can give me anything

But I don't have enough strength for patience or for remembering Allah

It makes me dissapointed in myself that something so beautiful can make me so bad

it makes me sad that sometimes I might be ready to let go of everything

i have so much love to give

I have so much passion inside me

and i love that in me

it makes me different from every woman I know

But ....

I need to return that love to God, to myself,

life revolves around the Love you are willing to give to God

And that is what I have failed in

BUt I write on paper that I am sorry

and that all i miss is loving you god

all i miss is having you near my side always as i wake and sleep and live

I write on paper that i give you all my dreams for exchange of new ones

and to keep them for me

i write on paper that love has become something ill for me

so Ink my fears and splash my bad thoughts for ramadan to cure