Laila

We were in a Colosseum, I was young,
There is a try-out for a play. I am not sure whether I know what is all out about.
I read the script on the stage.

Few moments later, I was called by a man, I assumed it is the stage manager or something.
He turned to me, " You'll be our Laila for the play"
Laila?

It was then went blurry, I was on stage.
We have this handsome leading man, and another guy who is supposed to be the distractor, the third party.
The plots went as usual as it goes for any love story.

And the leading man gets Laila at the end of the day.

We went out for our final bow, I heard the loud applause out there.
and then the another guy in the play smiled to me.

He held my hands and we ran away from the crowd.
and we are at the spot where we can see the light of the whole city from there.

It was beautiful.


I woke up. It was 6.30am.
Maybe, I need to go to Italy.
Maybe, I need to stop looking for the hero.
Maybe, I need to realize that good things come in unexpected form.