Ellis.

I feel him.

Before I even lay eyes on him, I sense him.

The air in the room seems charged, my awareness of him heightened, but he is a stranger to me.

Unfamiliar, yet familiar.

Unknown, yet known.

And something inside me says, "Hello, I've been waiting for you."

Macsen.

I see him.

I've seen him a hundred times before and I know this will not be the last, but each time I do, I feel it.

That invisible tether.

I remember him.

His eyes lock with mine and then move away too quickly.

I am nothing more than a stranger, another face in the crowd.

While he is my favourite hello, and my hardest goodbye.

*An epic, gay love story.