This is my first story and it's very short and not to good, but alot of reviews would really help my writing improve(and be longer). This is from the girl before Edward died POV. One favor you can do fo me is picture your Edward not Hollywood's. Because your Edward will make the story special.
Disclaimer: I did not write Twilight. Stephanie Meyers did.
The cool breeze brushes against my body. He and I are swinging on a wooden bench. His cool arm pushes my body closer to his, and I like it. I rest my head on his bare shoulders and pray he'll never leave me. I stare at the endless body of water while he plays with a strand of my hair. The crashing waves announce that the Sun is rising. As, his soft lips gently make their way from my forehead down to my cheek and onto my lips. This passionate kiss consumes my body, than it's over. I continue to breathe heavily, but he doesn't seem to mind. I love him.
Now he is gone and all I have left are the memories. Nothing good lasts forever.