WHISPERS IN THE CORNER

Around 5 pm, the fading glow of dusk and dark corners were creating an eerie silence in a dimly lit lobby. The air was thick and cool, hinting at the early fall. The white chiffon curtains were rustling softly. The lone table in the center of the space, and the shadows of the railing, were adding a touch of mystery to the dark mahogany floor. The atmosphere was hushed, with only soft whispers and gentle footsteps from the corridors breaking the silence. Leaning against the wall, wearing white linen clothes, I was lost in my phone reading, “A Rainy Encounter.” And you suddenly appeared before me, asking how I was doing. Your captivating voice and bright smile caught me off guard, and I almost forgot how to react. Overwhelmed me, I put my phone away, slipping it into my right pocket, and started focusing on your face, slowly returning to reality from the fantasy world of the story.

I was mesmerized by your beauty in this mysterious evening. You were looking like a magical fairy in long, curly hair, wearing a traditional dress in a soft pistachio shade, complete with a high-neck design. The cat-eye glasses added cuteness to your magnetic appearance. While I was lost in the observation, you snapped your fingers, looking for a response. I got nervous, and before I could respond, I saw a cigarette in your hand, changing my surprised expression to a concerning emotion. I couldn’t believe it at first because you would never do such things. It seemed I was meeting a new personality of yours that I had never met before. I have always sensed that you’re hiding a part of yourself from your loved ones but hiding this was a bit of a surprise for me. So, I couldn’t help myself asking, “What made you do it?” After blowing a puff, when you were about to answer, someone approached in the lobby. You swiftly discarded it and grasped my hand, leading me to a secluded corner and urging me to remain silent. This playful side of yours, previously concealed, left me enchanted. 

Upon asking the reason, you whispered, “I came to see you before my trip.” I raised my eyebrows in surprise and said, “You what? I never thought you would be interested in seeing me.” Shhh! “Can you please lower your voice? I don’t want anyone to hear us, but yes, I was very interested in seeing you because I knew I wouldn’t be able to for many days,” you replied. Seeing me surprised, you drew closer to me, assuring me that you were actually meaning those word by looking into my eyes. My heart was racing as I could feel your breath so close to mine. Before I could utter a word, you kissed me with uncharacteristic boldness and said how much you would miss me. I was speechless, seeing you that daring; it was the opposite side of yours that I’d always longed to experience. Lost in your face, I started getting flashbacks about our weeks of talking and how you suddenly ceased communication after discovering my feelings for you, ignoring my texts, and completely shutting down. For months, I couldn’t sleep, and the pain lingered, fueling my desire to move forward, but I couldn’t stop thinking about you. 

I would waste my hours just to see you for a few seconds, but it was not serving me well. So, I changed my schedule to avoid seeing you, which was painful, but I couldn’t break myself further. I thought I’d finally put the pieces together and forgotten you, but today, your presence brought it all back. The way you came close, held my cheeks, and kissed me like you had also been waiting for this moment. It felt like someone made my dream a reality. I was lost in these feelings while you were looking for an answer, and said, “Please say something; I’m getting nervous.” Finally, I broke my silence. “I knew you had feelings for me, but what took you so long?” And your response was, “I did, but I couldn’t admit it before, so I rushed to see you before boarding my train this evening. I felt anxiety like I’m leaving something behind, so I came to see you, but I’m in a hurry now, so I’ll see you soon. Take care.” Your confession left me daydreaming. Everything smelled like fresh love – the dust on the steps, the movement of the curtains, the whispers of the wind, even the smoke of the cigarette was alluring me to dance.

As I watched you go, I was thinking about how I would express my love once you come back and how we complete each other – a match made in heaven. If anyone can understand your fears, scars, anger, and anxiety, it’s me. Like a true soul mate, I would be the solution to your all problems. The moment I started believing that it was actually happening, my alarm rang, waking me up from this beautiful dream. I felt annoyed and rubbed my eyes. The scenery seemed blurry, so I removed my blanket from my face and found myself lying in my bed, seeing a white ceiling. Instead of your whispers, I could hear birds chirping. I started searching for you here and there, but all I could see were my light blue-colored walls full of paintings. I found myself stuck in this dream, which was more like a moment of reality for me. I wished I could stay there forever, so I kept snoozing my alarm and visualizing the same scene on the ceiling with open or sometimes closed eyes, pressurizing them to make it happen. However, I got nothing but a migraine, affecting my morning routine. 

Reality hit me hard that morning. You had left a day earlier without thinking about me, like I didn’t even exist in your life, and I have come full circle. It was hard to accept the reality of your absence, but the dream on this Lion’s Gate Portal day left me wondering if I should try to make our connection happen. People say morning dreams may come true, so should I start manifesting our relationship, or am I reading too much into it? The universe seems to be sending mixed signals, but I’m left with more questions than answers since then, and my heart still reels from the dream.

Whispers living in the head!