Night after night, I dreamt of him — his laughter echoing down empty corridors, his voice soft with promises. I saw us together again: sharing shy smiles under unfamiliar skies, hands brushing in greeting, hearts reconnecting across time and distance.
But every dream ended the same way. The airport lights would blur and fade. Footfalls would grow silent. And I would wake, hollow with longing.
Five years passed. The calendar turned its pages, but nothing changed. Until today — when those footsteps are real. When the plane lands.
Because sometimes love doesn’t wait. Sometimes it buries itself beneath silence. And sometimes, just when you think you’ve lost your chance… life brings you back.
Whether that’s a reunion... or a heartbreak waiting to shatter you again — only the first step through the arrival gate will tell.