Sep 5, 2018
It was as if time STOPPED when he saw her, right across him by the lake. Night was high in the sky already, the place illuminated beautifully sand enough for him to recognize her. Honestly he would recognize her everywhere. Kate. FRECKLES. That was what he called her wasn’t it? How could this person be real, he had lived here his entire life and he didn’t remember her. He was staring heatedly, obvious and loud, a deep furrow to his eyebrow, a weakness to his knees as if he had just seen a nightmare come across him. And he had. The woman for his dreams was right here. Right in front of him. REAL and BREATHING. He could feel a headache starting to form in his temple, lips gaping for words that could not leave, stuck in his dry throat.