His face flashed before me. His sparkling green eyes looking longingly into mine. I got to shake this, he'll never love me...
he'll never feel the same way i do.
Our memories too distant to be real, too far away to reach out for. The pain of loneliness like a knife lodged in my heart and it digs deeper and deeper everyday. His touseled bronze hair and perfectly structured lips, his muscular form and sexy laugh,
he's all i ever dreamed of. I can't live without him. He makes me feel perfect in everyway, his perfect image envelopes me as I fall.
Down, down, down. The cool air pushing my hair this way and that. And it hit me. Like a tonne of bricks. The freezing depths. My lungs burning, my heart racing, gasping for breath. All was fading, all I could see was him.
"You are safe now baby."He smiled warmly, and i knew i was home.
THREE MONTHS LATER...
"May we all rise and follow the coffin out towards the cemetary." "Mummy. Mummy who's in the coffin?"
"Bella's in the coffin, darling. You know, your sister, Bella." I tried to explain, her father made her come. I was completely against it.
But as we followed my daughter out of the church, I knew that this was the end, the end of our family as we knew it. My baby was gone.
Gone, with the angels. Gone with Edward. At the end of the service, I stayed at the double headstone, and read the words over and oer again.
- EDWARD CULLEN
BELLA SWAN
GONE WITH THE ANGELS
25th + 28th December 2009