Wednesdays and Dreams

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It is Wednesday, their favorite day of the week. It has been a habit of Tay to pass by the boulevard every Wednesday to watch the sunset. It was a touch of hues; smoky oranges and yellows, peaceful purples, and warm silky blues. A splash of white and red here and there. The sun was setting and the light rays boomerang a comforting warmth on his face. He closed his eyes and held the necklace tightly. "Iseeyou New, I miss you." He said faintly.

He felt someone sitting on the space and held his hand. He did not open his eyes because he thought that he was dreaming awake. He felt that if this is his unconscious working, he doesn't want to let it go. "Stay with me for a while" his thought further said.

"Iseeyou Tay, and I miss you more. I see you in the clouds and the rain. I see you in the laughter of people and the rush hours. I see you in every art piece display, every place I go. I see you in the slightest sign of sunshine and even when the moon is hidden behind layers of clouds. In everywhere, Tay. In everything." New was holding Tay's hand even more tightly like not wanting to let go.

Tay felt it was real. He heard every bit of sound. He felt every word as if traveling from his ears to the heart of his heart. He opened his eyes and turned to the side of the person holding his hand. "Those eyes" his heart echoes. He was staring at a very familiar set of eyes. The eyes that have always been a source of comfort and assurance. "I am not dreaming. Please tell me this is real. Please tell me you are real."

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