We walked through the field in silence. It gave me time to think over everything that has happened since I met Hayley. Not that I haven’t been thinking about that every waking moment of my life.

I closed my eyes and, well, felt. I felt the sun on my face, how it warmed my skin. I felt Hayley’s hand in mine, our fingers intertwined. I listened to the sound our feet made through the grass. I even heard the faint sound of her heartbeat.

She stopped walking.

“Can we lie down here for a sec?”
“Sure,” I say, smiling at her.

So we lie down in the grass, Hayley’s head resting on my stomach. I feel for her head and begin playing with her hair.

We didn’t say another word. I realize I will never be able to really see Hayley, I’ll never be able to look into her eyes, to tell her she’d look pretty in purple, to help her pick out a shirt or a dress. But knowing that she loves me with all her heart, knowing that I am the one she loves, fills me with joy, and right now, that’s all I need.

The [Real] End