He was dead, that's all I knew. I would never see him again, hear his laugh, or feel his hand holding mine.
He was run over by a car. A hit and run driver, and died in the ambulance on September 2, 2014. It was a stormy night and he said he could make it home fine in the rain. I tried to tell him how bad it was, but he went anyway because he didn't want me driving in the rain. He was always thinking of me like that, like I had to be protected. And maybe I did. I was too happy with him to notice.
He kissed me goodbye, then he left. I wish I knew it was the last time I would ever see him. I would've kept him at my house longer, kissed him another time, memorizing the way his lips matched mine so as to never forget.
His name was Caden.
My Caden.
He had the most interesting eyes in human history. Green on the rim then melted into sky blue. I wish I could see them one last time. I still remember that night in July when we were alone at his house... and he made me feel special, like I really did belong here on this crazy earth. I only wish we could've belonged together.
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Teen FictionAmber is a sophomore in high school when the unimaginable happens, the love of her life dies. She reminisces to her freshman year when all was right in the world, and when Caden was still alive. This is Amber and Caden's screwed up love story and ho...
