She disappeared into thin air...
What was to be a lucid dream, a nightmare.
Reality.
She ran along a field of wheat,
Wishing for someone to know her needs.
She wants to find someone to see what she sees,
Till then it seems like a long road trip to find him.
She is lost in the essence of ecstasy,
She is falling and not landing,
On whatever the surface may hold, standing.
All her hopes seem to die a little every time.
For being hurt so many times, she has given up in all she believed of love.
The water ran out, no tears to sob,
The fountain of an innocent love vanished without a sound.
There is a feeling of emptiness all around,
Full of nothings made of some things.
She lost herself in a world unknown, with not a single soul.
All there was and all there is,
Is a field of wheat that seem to spread to the infinity.
Her eyes opened so wide, that there was a whole new world in her eyes.
Still she has no one to see what she sees.
She closed her eyes, to not see the wind, but to feel it smooth on her skin.
So peaceful to be able to hear the breeze of the wind hitting the field of wheat, and still no one can see what she sees.
She is tired of waiting.
She falls into a deep sleep, holding unto a spark of hope to wait for him.
Together they will be free.
