Everything has changed when he came back, my heart didn't stop poking me and whispering that Gorgeous feeling, but my mind was full of questions and doubts, I was afraid he forgot everything or that he considers our story only as a friendship of childhood. His parents entered and my mother asked me to go to the garage and help him in the package, my heart beat very fast and my breath was weak. I saw him after 5 years and he became different, just more handsome than I imagined him, his height filled my eyes and his brown skin and black hair and large chest made me feel an urge to go and hold him tight to my bosom, to pass my fingers inside his hair and smell his perfume, but all that was a dream to me. When he saw me on the stairs, he looked at me as if he were astonished; he looked up and down then when I arrived to him I said hello, shacked his hand and before I put the first kiss in his right cheek, he hugged me and said "it's not like this that we welcome our lovers, I miss you and I will not allow you to treat me as a stranger", when he enclosed me in his arms; I did not find any air to breathe except his perfume; I closed my eyes because the real world is too small and ridiculous when we compare it to that feeling, it is a part of heaven and my heart was beating my chest to some extent I thought it will come out of me. That feeling was painful and beautiful at the same time, but I wished not to let go, the sound of his breath made me want him more; it made me wish to hold him tighter and cry. To tell him that my life had no meaning without him and I suffered too much alone and that his letter is always in my bag, but I said nothing because that silence meant too much and words were very poor to express what we lived at that moment. His pure Kabyle body made me feel safe and filled my heart with love and passion. When I heard my mother's voice calling me, I woke up from that beautiful dream in his arms,
he said "ok aunt, we are coming right now", then he stole a kiss from my cheek as the way he did when he left.
We entered the house together and his presence meant too much for me. It meant that I had someone to protect me and that I will no more feel alone. It meant that I found my shelter again.... ( to be continued)