I saw a dream in which we were together.

I do not remember the start of the dream, but all I can remember is that I was with you; you were with m
e and I was so happy! You were here in Morocco. We were probably hanging out somewhere, which I can
not clearly remember. You were so gorgeous, even in the dream, and I could not resist staring at your fac
e and admiring its divine beauty. We were in our car, just you and me, and we were heading back to our h
ome. When we arrived at our front door, you went to my grandma’s house, which is actually near our hou
se, and I do not know if you wanted to visit my family or because you were supposed to be living there; an
yway, you told me that we can still hang out once you eat some lunch. And so, I decided to stay outside a
nd wait for you. For some reason I could not go to my grandma’s house as well, and that is because: first,
I did not want them to suspect that we were together, and second, I do not like going there, especially wh
en it is meal time. Another thing is: I could also tell, or maybe you have told me earlier, that your mom wa
s also there with my family. And that is why I noticed that there was an unfamiliar car parked to ours in our
driveway; it was your mom’s car.

Okay, so you were inside grandma’s house now, and I was waiting for you in front of our house. But then
I remembered that particular, special perfume that I had worn during our last meetings, and how you told
me once as we were texting that you admired it and that you were never going to forget that smell. That is
why I decided to go inside our house, maybe change into a new set pair of clothes, and wear that special
perfume. In fact, I kept buying and wearing it especially for you, and I call it ‘a perfume only for Sam’.

Anyway, inside my house, my family were also eating, and I realised that I did not feel hungry, and I did
not have any appetite or desire to eat, especially knowing that you were close and that we were going to
meet again in a short time. All what I was thinking of was you. So, I applied the perfume, and I cannot rem
ember if I had changed my clothes, and I then rushed outside to wait for you. And that is because I could
not stay inside our house. I wanted to see you leaving grandma’s house, and I was afraid that you might g
o with your mom to your house without me seeing you.

As I was waiting outside, eyes fixed on the door, it suddenly opened, my heart started beating so fast wit
h excitement, and my whole body started shaking just by the single thought of you: I was longing for you! I
missed you so much even though we were together just a few moments ago. Two figures emerged, and I
was disappointed because none of them was you! It was my aunt, my mother’s sister, and my little cousi
n, my uncle’s daughter. I found that to be a bit strange, because I have never seen the two of them togeth
er before, and because my aunt rarely comes to grandma’s house (almost only in special occasions), but
I could tell that they, too, were just going to go hang out somewhere. So, they both saw me standing outsi
de, unaware that you were with me or that I was waiting for you, and they approached me. My aunt was tr
ying to be friendly and funny, as always, and my cousin remained silent, because that is what she always
does. We talked and laughed for a minute or two, and as my aunt started leaving, I asked her: ‘is there by
any chance a very beautiful girl in grandma’s house?’, and when she said yes, I made a joke and told her
that ‘hey, you know, that is my girl!’, and I finally decided to go to my grandma’s house.

But before I could even enter the house, my uncle, my little cousin’s father, appeared out of nowhere, a
s he would always do, and stopped me. ‘Where are you going?’ he asked, and ‘to grandma’s house’ was
my reply. But he then informed me that there were some new guests with grandma, probably referring to
you and your mom, unaware of the fact that I knew you, and he told me that it would be a little bit inappro
priate if I joined you. So, I decided to remain outside and wait for you. My uncle then told me that he was
going to take our car so that he could go and pick someone or something. I could not argue knowing thou
gh that you and I were going to hang out in a few moments. I started to panic: ‘what was I supposed to do
? My uncle took our car, does that mean we were not going to hang out anymore? Sam is going to leave
any minute now, and I do not have a car! We cannot take the bus, because that is so crowded and uncom
fortable, and taking a taxi is so troublesome and annoying!’ Then I remembered that your mom’s car was
still parked there, and that we in fact could take it, if only you knew how to convince your mom. ‘But wait,
what if my uncle made it back before Sam was through with her visit?’ I sighed in relief, and I started think
ing about how in this time you will be the one to drive: either our car, if it is back on time, or your mom’s c
ar, if she gives it to you! And as you would be driving, we are going to talk, and I am going to tell you all a
bout my fears and worries! I am going to tell you how I am so worried that I might never make it to Spain o
r Europe, or anywhere close to you. I am going to tell you how scared I am of the idea that you might mov
e on to some far away place in the world and that I might never be able to see you again, let alone meetin
g you and be with you! I want to cuddle you and tell you how much I need you in my life and how much I l
ong for you!

And as I was deep in thought, thinking about all my worries, I remembered that I have to check the front
door in case you might leave with your mom without noticing that I was waiting outside for you. And to my
worst fears, I could see that you have already left, and I could see you and your mother walking back to y
our home. It was supposed to be close in our neighbourhood, and I knew deep down that you were proba
bly just going to change your clothes or maybe find the right excuse so that your mom will allow you to go
outside with me again.

And I just remained standing there, frozen and alone. Looking at you two walking and walking away, disa
ppearing in the distance. And then it hit me ‘what if she never comes back? What if I never see her again?
’. And I could not help but surrender myself to my worries and I started sinking deeper and deeper in the s
ea of my sorrow! Then I woke up from the dream, and I realised that it was an incomplete story, with a be
ginning but without any conclusion.