Hello another story, which I shouldn't be writing, but seeing as it took me ten minutes to write and then ten to look over it, it wasn't bad timing.
And I know that I am procrastinating horribly, but that is just me.
This one-shot was totally unplanned for, I was just sitting her thinking while writing and then I look down and !WHAM! It was in front of me.
No thats not really how it happened, there were like ten different little one shots ideas on this page, and so I just picked the one that had more written to it so I picked this part of it, and now I am hoping you will enjoy this.
You may now continue......
I'm sorry that I stood their for years thinking it was just me that felt like this, and then you spring it on me like tomorrow you will die, and then suspect me to answer at that moment.
My heart was pounding in my chest and I could barely get a hold of my emotions. I was reckless and stupid and I now know that, so i'm sorry, i'm sorry I screwed up, but I now that I love you, more than anything in this world.
I know that sometimes when I'm sitting their at night thinking, I wish that you were there with your hands wrapped around my waist, hugging me to your body, and then I remember that how could you ever love me.
So I'm sorry that I didn't answer you when you told me you loved me and i'm sorry that I can't seem to move my lips or anything to express to you that I love you too.
And i'm sorry that it took you this long to figure out that you love me. I'm sorry, now that I sit here on my death bed.
I'm sorry that I cant open my eyes or tell you that I am okay. I'm sorry that when I was upset with you I dated your best friend. I'm sorry I tried to make you jealous that one time with mike and I'm sorry that you sit here crying over me, because I was stupid. I swear to you I didn't see the car coming or I would have turned out of the way. And I don't want to not be able to tell you I love you.
So I'm sorry that I won't let go like your asking me to, and I know the doctors say I wont wake up, and that breaks my heart to hear you cry, so I'm sorry for bringing you tears.
But I'm not sorry that I'm fighting, fighting through the pain that is coursing through my body while I try desperately to wake up. To get back to you, so I can tell you I love you, even if it is just for awhile.
So I'm sorry Edward, I Isabella Marie Swan, am sorry that I couldn't see your beautiful eyes or your crooked smile just one more time.
But I'm not sorry that I love you.
Review! And I really hope you like it.