One night, after saying goodnight to the girl of his dreams, as he usually did for the past fifteen months, he found himself unable to sleep. He rolled from one side to the other, fixed his pillow, took off his shirt, but just something he couldn’t seem to take off his mind, her.
He looked at the clock, it was 1:45 a.m., he went for a cup of water and sat on the end of his bed thinking of that special girl. To him, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, in pictures. She was sweet, kind, cheeky, fun, and easy to talk to and had an enchanting voice. He recalled that after only the first couple of weeks of “just texting”, which meant continuous messages back and forth throughout the day, he found himself opening up to her on such level that he never had with anyone else.
He thought all of it was perfect. Everything was perfect except for one thing, he still had to meet her in person.
Among all the pleasant conversations they had held, he recalled how she would sometimes throw him off whenever he offered to go visit her. For some reason she did not seem reluctant to meet him. She would always change the conversation, start an argument, or would give him a cheap excuse. The more he thought of it, the more he asked himself why whenever he suggested that, she would get defensive.
He tried hard to answer that question, but came up with nothing. Although the thought of her possibly having a real life relationship with someone else crossed his mind for a second, he just could not conceive the idea of this. They had shared so much and confessed their love for each other that he blindly believed she was his and he was hers.
Although he tried to stop thinking about these wild and quite bizarre ideas, he found himself over thinking why, after all this time, she had never agreed to video call with him. The more he thought about it, the more that idea of his “dream girl” seemed to get demolished by all the uncertainty surrounding their relationship.
Was he only a game to her? Was she hiding something from him? Was she completely head over heels for her? Why didn’t she wanted to video call him and why didn’t she wanted to meet him in person?
His eyes became watery and his face felt warm. So much was going through his head at that moment he felt his head would explode. All of a sudden, the screen on his phone lit up the room. His dream girl had just sent him a message, “I love you, goodnight”. He smiled at the screen, and decided to believe his mind was playing a trick on him, it was time for him to try and sleep. As he wiped off his tears, the doubts he had created in his head, soon vanished in the air. Already laying down, he took a second look at his phone, smiled again and closed his eyes. He had chosen to believe her words.