Being With You - Part 12

And.. This place.. It seems so.. I got a sudden pain in my head..
"Anne are you okay? You seem tired, you need water?? come and sit.. "he made me sit on a bamboo chair..he sat next to me.." dejavu.. Sam.. Its like..
Dejavu.. I.. "Sam caressed my face with concern," I din get you.. What
u mean?"

"I feel like I've been here, like.... I know this place, not clear in my mind though... when, where.. no idea, but I..." he came nearer, holding my shoulders he said
"It's just.. maybe an illusion, there's no chance of you coming here before, at all....because this place belongs to our family... only our family used to live here and there is no other inhabitants anywhere near this house, I mean humans...., because this house is in the middle of jungle and it seems from outside like this house is 'unusable' you know,,, so no one looks up to..

It's been years no one have come here asking about this house.. don't worry love, you are just tired...
I'll get you something" he kissed my forehead and paced out of the balcony.
What's wrong with me? why did I feel that I've been here, I didn't feel anything when I was in, when I saw this garden, the river..
Something struck in my head and felt like I know this place.. well..
I'm totally not thinking about anything haunted, hell not!
It's just.. I need to know why I feel so connected to this place..
Think Anne.. you can.. illusion? Would it be just an illusion? may be.. or...
"Here you are.. Anne, have this.. you will feel better." Sam brought something to drink, I wasn't feeling any kind of tiredness, would he be thinking that I've freaked out?.. crap! I shouldn't have said him what I felt, he might be thinking I've gone crazy..

I took the thing he brought me, it tasted like an energy drink, we had a whole lot in our home too.. dad keeps them, eewww I just can't tolerate its sourness.. or sweetness, its kind of mixed taste, yulk, but I just had a sip of it and made him happy.
"So? you're ok? what were you saying.." I took my eyes from the 'dirty' drink I had and looked at Sam, he had always the same look on his face, the look full of love, care..
"Nah.. I was just thinking.. of how much I love you.." I say, changing the subject, I got up from the chair and take a step and stand near the end of the balcony.
Sam stood up and wraps his arms around me, kissing the tip of my eras, so gently, it was barely touching and it had such a smoothness that I could only crave for more. He keeps his lips there for a while. I touch his wrapped hands around me.
"Do.. what do you think? How much do you really love me?"