Funeral of Hearts
(...some people just can't face reality, and slowly, they go crazy…)
…once, I could speak the language of the faeries…
…what happened? What happened…?
………………………
I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done
'Bella.'
His melodic, velvety voice said to me. I looked up and saw his eyes looking at me with such intense love. I suddenly find myself unable to breathe. His beautiful golden eyes always managed to captivate me.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you…
And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Anyway from here
'Bella, Bella.'
He was laughing. I could tell, by the rumble of his chest. His musical voice echoed through the night. I capture the sound in my mind, knowing that it will forever stay in my memory, until the day I die. I closed my eyes and leaned closely to his chest, placing my hands on it.
Dub…
So he does have a heart after all.
I smiled as he wrapped his pale, slender arms around my waist and placed his chin on top of my head.
And we danced…
Run away, run away…
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear
The wedding was going to be beautiful, I know it. Everything was going to be beautiful. Pure, white…
Edward…
And Edward was breathtakingly beautiful. His pale skin, golden eyes, long lashes, everything. He was wearing that crooked smile that I was sure that even the gods were green with envy.
But then, everything went wrong.
Wrong, wrong, wrong…
Soft and moist covered her frail hand. Her black dress a dark contrast to her ivory skin. Her hair now wet with rain. She was staring at what was below her, her empty eyes seeing nothing.
She was frozen, frozen like a doll.
Carlisle walked forward towards the kneeling girl and placed his hand onto her shoulder. The motion seemed to jerk her away from her thoughts and she stood up.
"I-I'm sorry. B-but…" The chocked sounds that emitted from her worsened the grief in the hearts of the onlookers.
Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say
They found him lying amidst the grass in the woods. His eyes were gently closed. He looked like he was sleeping. He wasn't breathing; he was as still as stone.
Vampires don't sleep. Vampires don't breathe.
It was as if he was really dead. His hands were folded across his chest; his breathtakingly beautiful face was facing the sky. His icy perfect lip, curved upwards into that crooked smile I have always loved. His smooth marble skin seemed to be a tad bit paler. His bronze hair, spread around his head like a halo.
Carlisle picked him up and turned to me with the saddest eyes I have ever seen. He started walking.
'Where are you taking him? What's happened to him?' I grabbed onto Carlisle's arm desperately.
'He's dead, Isabella.'
My mouth went dry, my heartbeat stopped.
'I thought… I thought vampires die only if they are cut into pieces and burned…?'
'There is another way.' He said. 'Bella, his soul was ripped from his body'
I just stood there as he disappeared into the clearing.
…and tears just fell from my eyes of its own accord…
He really was gone.
A lie, a lie, a lie…
One-two, peek-a-boo,
Can you see me, can you see me?
…………………
To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do
"Edward, Edward!' I called and opened the door, bursting inside. 'Happy Valentine's day!'
But I was only greeted with silence. Everything was neat, untouched. The windows seemed like it was never open. There was a glass vase on top of a small wooden table with a single red rose inside it. The petals were already falling. The black leather sofa looks as if it's never been sat on before. What a lonely little room, I think as I set the rose back inside.
'Bella.'
I whipped my head around expecting to see my bronze-haired angel, but it was Esme who stood by the doorway. Not Edward.
Not him.
She had her arms held out; I blinked at her, confused.
'Edwards gone, sweetie.'
'What? Gone? Where?' I looked around in utter confusion. What is Esme talking about? Is Edward out hunting?
'He's dead, Bella.'
But she didn't hear any of the words as she fell, unconscious, into gentle arms.
I'm still here,
You just don't see me…
You're really gone, aren't you, Edward?
Why won't you answer me? I still have so many, so, so many to ask you. But then you left and my entire question were left unanswered. Edward, Edward…
How are you?
Edward, please answer me, please. I'll do anything, anything, if you just answer me, just once. Let me hear your wonderful voice again, please…
Do you remember the time when we played hide and seek? You were so ecstatic, I just couldn't resist you. But then, when I went to search for you, you weren't anywhere. I panicked, you remember, don't you? I was so worried, so, so worried. And when I found you, you were singing. What were you thinking that time? I was worried and there you were, singing
Absolutely insufferable.
You know what?
I love you.
-I love you, too-
We were lying on your bedroom floor, with our hands entwined. You were beautiful as ever. Breathtaking, like an angel.
'You're staring again.' You said, with a smile on your face.
'Well, it's not my fault that you're nice to stare at.' Was my answer.
You grew silent with a thoughtful frown on your angelic face. 'Close your eyes.' I said.
You complied without hesitation. I squeezed your hand before bringing it to my lips, gently kissing your pale, slender fingers, one by one. I looked back at you to see you gazing at me curiously.
'I love you.' You know that, don't you?
'…and I you…' He answered.
I propped myself using one elbow and leaned in to press my lips against his pale icy ones.
Inside your beautiful golden eyes.
And I never want to be found…
Together, we are one,
Our souls entwined,
Our hearts melting into each other
Our embrace closes…
And our love sealed with a kiss…
…only to be ripped apart by death…
…once the birds spoke to me…
…how was it? How was it…?
I fall too fast. I scream too loud. I run too far.
I need you, Edward.
I need you, I need you…
Here I am, at your funeral. Of all the time when I thought that I was going to die before you. You died first.
Edward, you died first.
You still look beautiful, even in death. Your beauty, as you lay there, white-clad, among the delicate roses still managed to mesmerize me.
You really loved roses. Loved. No, you're being spoken in past tense now. Hell, no.
I really need you now.
Goodbye, my love.
It hurts to know that you won't be able to open your eyes ever again. It hurts to know that I won't be able to see your sweet crooked smile again. It hurts to know that I won't ever see you play the piano again.
…and as you are laid into the ground, know that you are bringing my heart with you…
His sweet laughter chimed in the air. The sunset spilled over the soft green grass as he ran, running like a wild horse. A sparkling angel, who lit up the whole world with his beauty.
He lit up my heart.
Don't look behind, love,
Or I'll run away.
…once, I could speak the language of the faeries…
…what happened? What happened…?
…peek-a-boo…
...I'm right behind you...