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He’d loved me so much. I wished I’d told him how much I loved him when he was here.
His eyes closed for a moment, and when they reopened, he smiled. A true smile. A wide smile. A smile of love. A smile just for me.
Cromwell was showing me. He was showing what it was like for him. He was showing me the colors he heard.
It was my heart. My old heart.
And then it came, the sound of another heart. A much stronger heart. Easton’s heart. My heart.
My song. Our song. “A Wish for Us.”
“Losing people you love can make the world seem very dark. But I’ve realized that even though they’re gone from us physically, they’re never truly gone.”
He was, and forever would be, the beat in my heart.
I knew, wherever they were, both my dad and Easton would be looking down at us all, smiling. Proud of the
people we’d become. Happy at the peace we had found. And content to know that we wouldn’t ever waste a single breath.
Then a white dove landed on Easton’s headstone. It looked directly at us… …and I smiled.
