Dating : Our Sunset Rendezvous

“We can’t keep meeting like this, you know…” I said biting my lip.
He didn’t turn, but then again, he didn’t have to. I knew he was smiling. I could tell by the way his shoulders… well, I just could. It would be hard to describe how and why I recognise every movement of his. Besides, with him, I never really did need any words.
All those moments came rushing to me, the times our souls spoke without a single word exchanged, I could feel the blush rising inside of me and reaching my cheeks.
“Come on, I’m serious.” Why did I suddenly feel the need to speak so much today? Was I trying to fill eight years of silence in one conversation?
All of this feels so meaningless, my nails digging into the palms of my hands, I urged my body to relax.
“You’re not going to say anything, are you?”
He didn’t turn, I would have thought him to be an illusion or a statue if the wind wasn’t gently playing with his hair.
Why am I so nervous? I should be happy. I spoke again,
“That sunset truly is beautiful.”
He didn’t look away from the window, or the setting sun.
I hesitated but took a small step closer to him. What if he is an illusion and if I get to close, he vanishes?
“Do you remember, the last time we met, it was at sunset? The sky was getting darker around us, and the stars came out, just as you left…”
I waited for a few more seconds, but he stayed silent.
Something about him changed slightly, he was smiling. Again, I can’t explain how I know this about him. But now, he’s grinning.
I dared myself to take another step closer.
The view from this window, it’s gorgeous. Something in the air is electric, I feel as if I’ve been here before…
“Doesn’t this place seem familiar?” This time I knew I wasn’t going to get a reply, so I continued speaking, “I feel like we both have been here before.” I closed my eyes, the cool wind making me at ease.
And suddenly, without warning or a sound, I knew you were standing behind me. The warmth of your breath now hon my neck. I forgot how to breathe.

“I.. You… We’ve been…-“
“… No words.” That’s all you said as you turned me around.

All those conversations I had saved in my heart, eight years worth, all of that was now gone. I could feel myself turning in slow motion, my eyes felt heavy and were taking too long to open.
I had to see you- to lose myself in your dark eyes of yours.
“We can’t keep meeting-“ I heard myself say.
My eyes now finally open. I blinked.
The sun seemed bright now, warmer. I searched for your eyes. For you. I sat up in my bed. The warm rays of the new sun edging closer to me.

“We can’t keep meeting like this,” I whispered to the warmth of you that was now slowly fading away as I woke up from my dream.