: i hope you like it. it's my first songfic.

i've been wanting to do this one for a while.

disclamer: i don't own anything.



Bella stood and walked through her silent house. As was custom for her, she was the only one home.

After Edward had left, Bella had spent the rest of high school trying to destroy herself before finally taking his advice.

She had moved on, or the closest thing she could do to moving on.

Bella had gone to college, got married and settled down. She had found someone who loved her, someone to take care of her.

She tried not to compare him to Edward, but no matter what Edward said, she would never love anyone like she did him or forget about him.

Comparisons are easily done

Once you've had a taste of perfection

Her husband was as perfect as any mortal could be, but as guilty as she felt about it, he was never perfect enough.

He wasn't Edward.

Like an apple hanging from a tree

I picked the ripest one

I still got the seed

Bella had fallen into the role of housewife, spending all her days at home, cooking and cleaning for her husband, trying to make up for not truly loving him.

You said move on

Where do I go

She had grown used to the feeling of emptiness when she woke up in arms of another man besides Edward.

I guess second best

Is all I will know

She tried to stop, but constantly found herself imagining Edward was her husband instead.

Cause when I'm with him

I am thinking of you

Thinking of you

She had tried not to imagine marble skin instead of tan.

Tried to not imagine gold eyes instead of blue.

Tried so desperately every night to not call out Edward's name when her husband made love to her.

What you would do if

You were the one

Who was spending the night

Oh I wish that I

Was looking into your eyes

Bella walked, basket in hand, down the hallway to their bedroom.

She placed the hamper of folded laundry on the bed turned to her dresser.

You're like an Indian summer

In the middle of winter

She began her usual routine of putting away the neatly folded garments in the drawers.

Like a hard candy

With a surprise center

How do I get better

Once I've had the best

Bella had met her husband at the hospital after another injury, he had been the resident doctor who treated her.

She had tentatively agreed to date him, hoping he might be the one to help her move on from Edward.

You said there's

Tons of fish in the water

So the waters I will test

The first time he had kissed her, Bella had cried.

She had forgotten what it was like to be kissed.

He kissed my lips

I taste your mouth

The first time he had made love to her, she had locked herself in her apartment and bawled her eyes out.

She mourned the loss of her virginity, something she had thought belonged to Edward.

He pulled me in

I was disgusted with myself

Bella pulled open the top drawer to the armoire, placing her delicates lightly a top the other items in the drawer.

Cause when I'm with him

I am thinking of you

Something, beneath the negligees and underwear caught her eye.

The corner of something was sticking out in the bottom of the drawer.

Thinking of you

What you would do if

She pulled out the paper; it was a photograph.

She had almost forgot she had this.

You were the one

Who was spending the night

She slowly turned the photograph over.

Oh I wish that I

Was looking into...

Her deep brown eyes were greeted with the lifeless faces of herself and Edward.

Memories assaulted her as she stared at the two of them, walking together with Edward's arm slung over her shoulder.

You're the best

And yes I do regret

She had gotten the picture from the yearbook staff before Edward had left.

She had hidden it in her underwear drawer much like she found it now.

Figures Edward would be too gentlemanly to look for evidence somewhere that was so private for her.

How I could let myself

Let you go

Tears sprung to Bella's eyes, try as she might to stop them.

All the wounds of Edward seemed to reopen all at once. She sank to the floor, tears staining the picture in her hands.

Now the lesson's learned

I touched it I was burned

Oh I think you should know

How could she ever think she could love anyone but Edward?

How could she do this to her husband?

How could she be so cruel, so selfish?

It had always been Edward, only Edward.

Cause when I'm with him

I am thinking of you

Bella stood on shaky legs; she couldn't do this anymore.

Thinking of you

What you would do if

She stood, grabbing a bag and filling it with clothes.

She grabbed her pursed and put her wallet in the bag.

Bella walked to the desk and took a piece of paper and a pen. She wrote a simple not.

'I'm sorry.'

You were the one

Who was spending the night

She wiped the tears from her face and started walking towards the door; she had to leave.

Oh I wish that I

Was looking into your eyes

Looking into your eyes

Looking into your eyes

Oh won't you walk through

She opened the door and shut it behind her, thankful for the quietness of the suburbs they lived in.

There would be no one to see her go.

And bust in the door

And take me away

Oh no more mistakes

She wiped the tears from her cheeks and lifted her head.

Someone was standing on the curb across the street.

Their eyes locked.

Endless gold met warm brown.

Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay...

stay....


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