Outside my window, was the man of my dreams
Literally… The man who haunted my dreams.
But that is impossible!
This dark haired man who stood in the street looking up at me only existed in my dreams. He had haunted my dreams for over a year, never speaking, but instead showed me the pleasure of passions whenever he appeared before me after I surrendered to the world of my dreams every night.
And yet, here he was, standing before me and it was only midday
The minute I stuck my head outside of my window when someone struck it with a pebble, I was rendered breathless as my gaze met his dark ones.
My mind went blank, I couldn’t think, I couldn’t breath. For a minute, I thought that perhaps I had fallen asleep in the sofa as I was reading.
He smiled up to me before opening his mouth and for the first time since I’ve known him, he spoke to me “I’ve finally found you” his deep voice penetrated every fiber of my being and sent a shiver down my spine
-Fatma Al Bannai