[ CW ] `` I dream about you once in a while . You suppose that means anything ? ''

He sits down beside his love, watching the sunset and leaning on an old willow tree. He watched the colours, the light, and everything else as it faded in the sunset, sitting beside his best friend, his lover, his sun that never set. Shades of blue filled the air and reminded him of her eyes, a dull blue that he never stopped seeing as beautiful. Yellows shone in the sky, tugging at his memory of their child, growing in her stomach. He saw orange light up the space around him, casting shades and making the old oak he was leaning on golden. Her hair was been golden, short, but wonderfully outlining the face of the woman he fell for. 
 
 
 
 Purple streaked the sky, and memories of his oddly painted purple house rose in his memories. She had always been the one to take chances. Pink coloured the clouds, making him smile. Pink was her colour, she loved every type. He had come to love it as much as she did. 
 
 
 He turned to her, expecting to see her silhouette, but only receiving space filled by a headstone. 
 
 
 `` I dream about you once in a while. You suppose that means anything?'' He asked to the space, hoping some voice would reply. 
 
 
 No voice would come for him, no voice would reply, only the silent sounds of her laughter filled that empty space in his memory.
