"Are you ready for tomorrow?" A radiant smile crosses her face, her eyes shining. I've always thought they glowed brightly, as if she is demanding for attention. It's beautiful, she's beautiful.

I skim my hands over her neck, up the side of her face, cupping her face as she leans into my hands and my arm. Her warmth catches me off guard, so I just stare at her for a second, sucking in our peaceful position.

"How can I not be?" I finally answer returning the smile. I watch her eyes slowly flicker to mine, light blue, as mine, dark. Like a clear waterway, clear like her.

Tris brings her lips up to mine. She whispers, "You're still whole. I love you, Tobias."

I jolt awake in my bed, my hands are shaking while tears streak my face steadily. I shake my head and shove my face into the warmth of my hands.

Warmth. Tris.

"How can you not miss someone you just," my voice sounds scratchy and hoarse from sleep. I love her, I love her, I lover her. Even though she is gone, she is still here. She always will be here. She always has been, I just have to pay attention. I loved her. I love her. I will always love her, even after I die. I will still love her then. I love Tris Prior. Her bravery will reflect on my actions, on everyone's. Thank you.

"Love so much..."