The Dream Catcher

3:05 a.m.

I had been waiting for almost two and a half hour. I already counted all the fallen leaves, which were disintegrated over a small period of time. I never had the hard time in seeing those leaves. The brightest rays radiated from the moon made things visible. I used to wait here to see her and for almost three weeks now, she never failed me.

I remember one time when I came late. I expected that she would be very disappointed and inquisitive, but to my surprise she never asked any explanation from me. My funny reaction was to explain everything, even though no single question came from her. I even blamed my brother, who caused my late arrival. Yes. He was the one who made me late for our meet up. I also mentioned my father's name as one of the culprits, and even the names of my neighbors whose past time was throwing plates and saucers at night. Poor people. I blamed them for my negligence.

As I mentioned the different names of these people, she put her forefinger between my lips.
She smiled and said, "You don't need to explain everything and anything. I understand things."

It was a jaw breaker. I didn't even know what to say.
The feeling was like somebody had slapped me in an instant.

For a moment, there was a deafening sound of silence.
I was shy to speak again. I just looked at her eyes, and indeed i realized that it was a pair of beautiful creation.
I didn't know what to say and how to start our conversation. It was not because I was ashamed of what I did, but I felt contended seeing her. For me, no conversation was needed. I was already pleased to see her.
  

 "How does it feel to be here? Have you had any difficulty?" She said as a silent moment breaker.

"Not that much. Though, I couldn't easily find way to catch up my last dream."

She smiled. "If that's the case, what do you usually do?"

I stopped for a moment. I tried to remember the I things I did before I sleep, then I pronounced the most valuable.
"I just prayed."

She smiled again, and then she looked at the fog that surrounded us.
"How good he has been to you. If he really exists I'd like also to ask him to spare us more time together."

"He really do exists. If not, I wont be here. We wont be meeting for the nth time." I uttered.

She paused for a while.
"If he really does, why he cant answer my request."

I didn't know what to say. I held her hands. I didnt utter anything. I just let her feel my presence.
We knew that time for both of us swiftly passed by.

We saw the bench under the tree and sat there.
She laid her head on my shoulder. It was a moment. A wonderful moment.
I couldn't ask anything with this scenario. It was heaven for me.

"Adrian, please don't be tired visiting me." It was a heart-warming request.

I smiled. I kissed her hand then I answered ,"of course, I wont."

"Thank you."

I saw her tears rolled down.
The time was so swift. I saw everything surrounded us little by little faded-out.
I embraced her so tight as I pronounced my love to her.

I was afraid like what I usually felt in every sudden departure we had.
I was afraid not to be able to come back.
To see her. To be with her.

Though I always prayed to catch the same dream, I was still afraid to fail.





***to be continued.




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