It's cold without him.

And dark.

Very dark.

Without his bright, gleaming smile, my whole world is a lifeless wasteland. I need his warmth. I need to feel him lying next to me as we sleep; his soft breathing comforting me as I lie there.

I cuddle with my pillow, pretending it's him.

But it's not the same.

Not at all.

A pillow won't cuddle back.

It's been only a week since Junhong left, but it seems like an eternity. The other members have noticed my depression and show me lots of love and compassion.

But their love isn't what I'm longing for.

It's Zelo's.