Nate

"Even death will not separate us, ray of sunshine!" - his voice echoed in your mind. You clutched his photograph in your hands, and in the right corner there was a black ribbon. Death separated you, inflicted knife blows that over time grew into purulent, unhealing ulcers. His laughter always rushed in your ears, making you cry, feeling your wounded soul that even time will not heal. On the day of his funeral, it was raining. The sky mourned the man who personified the sun and joy, and at the same time mourned your emptiness.

You hardly slept because in your dreams you saw him. Smiling in the sunbeams. He gently whispered your name and extended his hand to you. Nate wanted to take you with him, to carry you to the next world painlessly and easily, but each time you were woken up. All these circumstances of your awakening caused aggression, helplessness and you gave up. If you are not destined to leave with him, then you will live as fate has decreed.

Lack of sleep, hunger and constant stress plunged you into a state of sleep. Most of the day you just slept, and in your sleep you waited for him, but Nate did not come. And when he came in your sleep, he said anxiously: "Grab my hand faster, ray of sunshine! This is the last time I can appear in your dreams..." - without thinking, you took his hand. Your life stopped on earth, but continued in heaven with Nate. He was lying in the grass on a cliff, the sun was shining on his face, and you were lying on Nate's chest, sorting through his hair. "Ray, that tickles..." Nate said with a smile and kissed you on the forehead.