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// Losing my sight

"I miss you" I whispered to wind, I took the ring off my finger and dropped it into the water below me, surely, I'd find it someday, or should I go after it right now?

I remembered then the words that were spoken here, and what it meant to be happy.

Tomo drove me to work, but I just kept losing myself in very stupid things, before I knew it I was back to where it all began, the cringing feeling in my chest, it didn't want to see things like these, a beautiful multicolored sky, the horizon creating silhouettes of the trees around me, of myself, I had become part of a painting, and surely there it was the feeling that I thought had disappeared a warm reminder that I once had been loved. The words were tickling my heart, and I recalled his voice clearly saying, "If we meet again, I'll hold your hand, not force myself back into your life, I'll love you and then you'll see it wasn't all a lie." Three months had passed, for some reason I had become very apathetic, not responding to jokes I knew were funny, or even realizing when it was my turn to stamp something at work. I wanted to quit and do something else, but first I'd need to find that job, Seiko wanted to help me, but her shift at the graveyard really couldn't afford her anymore help, then I got a call from a job I'd applied for, working at the same record store that Shou used to work at. It seems that the person who took over for him quit and everyone he contacted had also already been employed, I was too but I took the job anyway, it was a few cents less than my pay at the post office, but I knew the atmosphere would be better. I got back to the loft and informed Tomo of my good news we did a victory dance as I texted Seiko the good news, he was in the middle of eating his chinese food, he has set aside some for me and Seiko in the fridge, I told him to pile up his clothes so that we could go down tot he basement to do laundry. Tomo insisted that neither I nor Seiko should go to do laundry by ourselves, not in this part of town and specially not in his building, it was ghetto.

He took his guitar and we worked on a new song together, he had made a very pretty composition, it reminded me of a midnight sonata with an electric guiat and solo in the middle, but it was also not like it at all. I wrote lyrics to a song about a land of oppression, and a hero who saves them even though he looses his life in the battle, he dubbed it , "Anthem for an Angel."
When we got back to the Loft there was someone else at our door, someone we'd never seen before. It was a thin woman with a healthy glow, green eyes and long blonde hair tied up in a pony tail. She wore a tight dark blue dress, and a chandelier golden necklace adorned with blue jewels, gray rubber heels with big navy hearts on them ans a satin gold clutch, she was speaking into a cell phone when she noticed it and smiled, "Yes, I'm looking at them right now, yes, I'll inform you of their decision back at the hotel, yes, good bye." She snapped her phone shut and walked towards us who were frozen a few feet from here, "Is she one of your girlfriends?" I jabbed Tomo's ribs but he didn't feel it and just shook his head looking as confused as I was.
She extended her hand towards us, revealing a silver Tiffany's bracelet and a wedding ring.
"Hello, My name is Isabel Dorothy,I am with Sadako Records, you two must be Chara and Tomo or Zestubou Navy right?"
We looked at eachother, a slightly shock of excitement sparkling our eyes then back at her, "Yes," Tomo said.
She tilted her head and grinned, "I have some great news for you, or rather a proposition, do you mind if we go inside to talk?"

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