Guardian - Chapter three.

A month has now gone by, since my first dream with him and I crave his presence in my dreams like an addict craves cocaine.

I feel like I am suffering alone because I cannot talk about this with anyone, they will conclude that I am crazy. But I am not crazy, I know what I feel and he feels real.

I try and concentrate on my studies but my mind drifts towards him always. The only time when I am able to think about everything else in my life is when I am baking.

Today I am baking a difficult cake; a triple layer chocolate chiffon cake, sandwiched between whipped cream and strawberries covered in a chocolate ganache and drizzled with a strawberry puree. Hmm! It sound delicious, but it is also hard work, and hard work is the only thing that can keep him off my mind.

During the course of the day, the weather changes, the wind declares war and the clouds react to this threat by turning dark grey. Rain is coming I can smell it in the air, I can almost feel the rain drops on my skin.

I stand out in the rain and enjoy every single drop that falls onto my skin, tonight I will sleep contently.

Later that evening.

As I drop my head onto my sky blue pillow, I immediately fall into a deep sleep in which I can feel my mind and body spiraling into nothingness.

I am standing on soft lush emerald grass, the sun is shining and there is butterflies all around. People are walking around, it looks like I am in a park, there are huge trees and a small pond with a bridge built over it.

I realize that the people are not common people, but are my class mates. Everyone is happy and enjoying themselves. Amongst my class mates is my cousin Joe and a few of his friends “Is this a party for me?” I ask myself.

There is so much happiness and laughter in the air that my skin starts to crawl.

I mingle amongst my friends and slowly make my way to Joe, we begin to converse.

Out of the corner of eye I notice something on the bridge.

When I turn to look it is not something, it is someone, my breath quickens and my heart begins to race. I can feel him!

As usual I cannot see his face because I don’t look into his eyes, but I can feel his gaze piercing my soul. He is standing on top of the bridge watching me.

Arms stretched out towards the maroon railings and crossed by his forearms, his posture reminds me of an animal skilfully hunting his prey. I sense his worry, his possession over me and his protective aura. It is the aura that spills through him, that attracts me to him, as if I am magnetized to his soul.

He smiles at me and the spell breaks.

I am lying awake in my bed, the words “wait” ready to be shouted.

I force myself to sleep, to try and get back to my dream, so that I can see him, so that I can speak to him, so that he can touch my soul.

Irritated with inability to control my dreams I fall asleep once more, only to be awakened by my alarm. It yells at me to get up for another day at Nerdvana.

I stand in the shower and let the spray of water wake me up, but it only reminds me of my dream. Fully awake I ponder about my dream.

“Why didn't he come to me?”

“Why did he only watch me from a distance?”

A sane person would have wondered who he was, but I didn't care. I seized to ask myself such questions. I don’t care who he is, I just know what he is to me.

He is my serenity, my tranquility, the only one that I can fully trust without batting an eyelid.

He makes me feel safe.

He guards me.

As I finish getting dressed I decide that I am not going to look for him.

I will wait.

I know he is near.

But I will wait.

I will capture those peaceful moments and seal them in jars.

And I will wait.

He will be my Protector, he will be my unknown lover and the bringer of peace.

When the time is right he personally will bring his heart to me.

I will wait.

We will live in my dreams until he decides that we will meet.

My Protector, my unknown lover, the bringer of peace.

I Vow that I will wait.

If he is protecting me, he has a reason and until I am not safe he will always protect me.

As I walk out of the door into the sunlight, my heart feels hollow of all worry.

I know he will always be there when I need him, I only itch to know what battle I face, that he is so worried about his presence in my life.

Doesn't he know we will fight together, hand in hand, heart in heart, love in each soul.