I still dream about Jayden. Every time I close my eyes, I'm taken back to when Jayden was still with me. It's like he never even left. Like he's still right here, my other half. He grabs me and holds me close, like he's never going to let go. His eyes look at me gently, and he calls my name in his deep voice.
He's always been there for me, since we were kids. He's the one who made me feel safe. In my dreams, I can still feel Jayden's warmth when he hugs me, when he strokes my hair, and when I look into his eyes. His skin still feels hot against mine, and his lips are still on mine.
When I opened my eyes, I was back to reality, Jayden wasn't there anymore. It felt so dark when I realized he was gone and wouldn't be coming back. I miss the warmth of his hand, the gentle gaze, and the sound of his voice calling my name.
I lost my reason for staying alive.
