A/n: This is a little Christmas gift for everyone. It fit the Twilight characters better than any other I could come up with and/or have seen in any other book. So on with the song-fic. If you enjoy this one-shot, I may continue it. You decide! Thanks. (PS I know that Big Bear was a store in Ohio that is no more. That was the reason I picked it. It seemed magical to me somehow.)
The Big Bear Miracle
Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve
She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hung me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried
We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
We tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how
She said she'd married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie
I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude
She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
We tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how
We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another old lang syne
The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave me a kiss as I got out
And I watched her drive away
Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain
I glanced up from the piano, remembering when I originally sat down to write this song. It was when Isabella Marie Swan, or rather Isabella Marie something, came back into my life. She was a married woman now, and I stood no chance with her.
"Very good Edward, I think we can air this song first thing tomorrow morning. On Christmas Eve," my producer announced.
It was a year ago tomorrow that I saw her again. We kept in contact, but in the strangest way.
"Thank you sir," I said, my voice was far away, remembering…
The next part will be added tomorrow. Thanks for reading! The song was Same Old Lang Syne by Dan Fogelberg. (Therefore, I do not claim to own the song. It is a fabulous one though.)
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