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Disclamer: I do not own Twilight, I simply enjoy writing about it.
Perfectly Combined
By: Lou
How she lay, her right hand pressed to my silent chest, her left lay on the ground, still – it would stay with me forever. I looked into her eyes, taking them in, along with the moment. And at that moment, I could feel nothing but overwhelming love. I could hear nothing but the quiet and even rhythm of her breathing. I could see nothing but the chocolate brown of her eyes – so alive. At that moment, I felt no urges, not even those of the human variety. I wanted to be with her, to love her here silently in the grass of the woods, our hands pressed to each other's chests, forever. But the most satisfying part of the moment was, for certain, that I could have her forever. That she wasn't leaving, and I wasn't leaving, and we could remain this way – perfectly combined, for eternity.
She sighed then, inserting my name into her exhale of breath. "Edward…" And I didn't ask 'what?'. I simply smiled, knowing exactly how she felt, and wanting nothing more than for her to know I felt the same.
"Bella. My Love." How true those words were. Bella. My Love. My Life. My Universe. And how brightly she shone, a galaxy in comparison to stars.
She blinked, love filling her eyes in a way that was still startling despite the fact that I received the look millions of times a day (as she put it). And then she did something that caught me off guard, simply because she disliked to make herself so vulnerable and therefore performed the action extremely seldom. She lifted her shield, allowing her thoughts to penetrate my own with silent emotion. Her passion now doubled the same emotion I felt. I closed my eyes, inhaling and pulling her body close, entirely overwhelmed. With her there against my chest, my arms wrapped around her middle, our legs entwined, her hands caressing my face, I sighed her name.
We lay in that meadow – our meadow – until twilight arrived; pulling our gazes from each other's faces simultaneously. "Twilight," she told me. I examined her face, taking in her response. We had seen this same scenario hundreds of times; watched the darkness engulf us as we filled our bodies with love in a way that was so near to unbearable. Somehow I knew we would have moments like this one. As the world changed around us, Bella and I would remain the same, always silent, always perfectly content, knowing that we had what we had both always waited for. Knowing that the only thing I would ever need was Bella.
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