Watching

He sat by the window. The huge glass separating him from the world outside. There was a chilly breeze. The “ber” months was finally making itself felt. He looked out in the vast world and wondered where she was. He didn’t know who this SHE was, and yet he longed for her. To feel her embrace. The texture of her soft skin. He can only imagine. The table clock read kept blinking 4:02 AM. He had hardly gotten any sleep at all. So much work to do so little time. The silent roar of the air conditioning unit reminded him that he has got to get back to work.

He moved away from the window. He took one long gaze at nowhere in particular and decided to get back to his laptop. And just as he was turning away, he felt his heart skip a beat. Could it be?

Could it be that at the particular time, SHE was also thinking about him too. He would never know. But for that brief moment nothing else mattered.