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Edward to Bella
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My Dearest Bella,
I love you more than "life" itself. But you already know that - or you should. I never hesitate to remind you of just how strongly I feel for you. How much my heart aches for you in those mere minutes you are not near me. I ache for you. You mean everything to me and more. I find it hard to tell you all of my feelings, I suppose my age is showing - the days no-one talks of how they feel. However, I feel you will appreciate this letter.
I saw you many times before I actually saw you. I secretly - for it was even a secret to me until later - saw what those other immature boys didn't. I saw the intelligence in your rich brown eyes, deep pools that I occasionally lose myself in. Yes, my love, my secret is out. All of those times I "dazzled" you, you were dazzling me, I got lost in your eyes. You were, no are, so special, I forgot humans sometimes find our eyes rather…intense, perhaps? But I do not care for those others, just you. From now until forever, just you, only you. My life, my love. I know I often tell you I love you, but with vampire hearing, my emotions become a public declaration. Not that I wouldn't publicly profess my love for you. It just seems to take away the intimacy with my - our - siblings (who sometimes have the mental attitude of 5 year olds) eavesdropping, ready to tease us later on. Are you sure you don't want to rethink joining the family? We will have to put up with a life time of their torture.
On to more serious topics; you know that you can change your mind? You don't have to become….like me. You can stay human, and I will still stay with you forever. Not even wild dogs and wolves could tear me away from you. I don't care how old you get, how your skin changes, or what other people will think when they see us together. Didn't I tell you so long ago, that you are my life now? YOU, Bella and only you. Though I think I know the answer. I never knew it was possible to be happy and sad at the same time. But that's you again Bella. Before you, there was no sadness, no happiness, just existence. You are the sun in my sky, you light up everything around you, that's why people (usually males) are drawn to you. They see the light and beauty that you do not. I do not want to extinguish that light.
I can rarely talk about the subject of your - our - future without you protesting vehemently. So, here is my chance. I see you as an angel. In my eyes you are a gift to the damned, to me. How can I condemn an angel to a lifetime of darkness and twilights? How? I know you want me to be the one to change you, and I cannot deny you anything, so you will have what you wish. Though is this life really what you wish? You can change your mind, we can still be together, or not. I see myself as damned, I am to be the one to deny an angel to enter heaven. Me. It hurts that you want to be a vampire so much. It truly does, though I think it's safe to say, we have both caused each other and ourselves much pain already. I will not be parted from you Bella. If it is the Volturi you are afraid of, have no fear, for I will always protect you. If that is not the case, then why? Why would you give up your gift of life? For me? I am not worthy of your love, let alone your death! I am a monster. I do not want you to become a monster, my dearest Bella. It would hurt you, and in turn it would hurt me, for doing such a thing to you. That is my greatest fear. That you will become like me, and regret it, causing you to loathe me. I could not live without your love, unless you choose to live without mine, in which case, I will come up with ulterior arrangements.
To end this letter, I wish to reaffirm my love for you. I know you still think that I will leave once more, but I would have to tear myself from you, inflicting a mortal blow to, perhaps, us both. I know because I see the haunted look in your eyes as I leave your presence. I see it and so does everyone else. I see you through Charlie's eyes, when I wasn't here, that same terrible look. And I - he, no, we - reply that time, your dramatic weight loss, your disinterest in life and living, your depression. Depression seems to mere a word for the pictures flashed before me, of you. That also pains me, to be the cause of your pain. However, I digress.
As I have said, you are the only sun I have, or shall ever have. You radiate warmth and love, of which I could bask in for all my existence. You light up my life by simply being you, being there, being near me, with me. I feel truly blessed to call you mine, and the intense swell of emotion I get knowing I am, in turn, yours. It overwhelms me. You compare yourself to others. To 'beauties', not knowing that, whilst they may be considered beautiful, only you are beautiful. Both inside and out. Even though I protest against making love with you, it is not because I don't desire you, but because that is what I believe. Ask Jasper if you don't believe me. On second thoughts….Don't ask Jasper. You are the love of my life. When I see you, when someone says your name, I'm filled with such a strong feeling, no feelings- plural. You make me send poor Jasper into overdrive. I hear your name and get anxious - does she want to see me? I get scared - will she leave me? I become happy - you're here, and most of all, I feel a surge of pure love. A feeling of love, so strong, that I sometimes just have to stop and marvel at it. Marvel at me, you, our relationship.
I have seen different members of my family in love for generations. I have known their thoughts, I thought I understood love. What I 'understood' was a mockery of the emotion. I truly didn't understand the meaning until I met you. Well, shortly after I met you. As we both know, we didn't exactly get off on the right foot. No?
I want you to remember, that I love you, from now onwards, for forever. And I will never leave you again because…I, Edward Cullen am irrecoverably in love with you, Isabella Swan. For all eternity.
Love,
Your Edward.
X
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"Morning Edward" said my own personal angel as she woke with a strange grace only she posses. She sat up and looked over at me, sitting at her desk, pen in hand, poised over the envelope. Ready to be marked with her name.
" Morning. Is it really morning already?"
I asked, slightly bewildered. I must have spent a large portion of the night writing and deliberating what to put in her letter.
"Yes. It is morning."
she said, with a large grin on her face. I'm sure for correcting me. Or perhaps to see me, I know I love to see her first thing in the morning. Her hair, wild yet a distinct style, sleepy eyes, that glorious rich brown and her. Her as a whole.
"Edward. Stop staring!" exclaimed Bella, with a beautiful blush rising to stain her porcelain skin.
"What is it?! Have I got something on my face?" She demanded. She looks so cute when trying to be forceful. I couldn't help but grin, which only annoyed her more, that and my lack of speech.
" I was just admiring how lovely you look, love." The truth. She is my love and she is lovely. At my words her face took a disbelieving look, yet she appeared to melt a second later. She also looks cute when she does that. When she melts on the spot, her features form a gin and she usually encloses me into the warmth of her arms, making me feel the best feeling ever. Pure love. The only thing that can best moments like those are when she presses those sublime lips of hers to mine. Her lips are my ambrosia, in it's most concentrated form. My angel gives me a taste of heaven.
" I love you" she says. Still, after all the times I have heard her lips caress that phrase, it still makes my dead heart sing. The first time she said it, I could've swore my heart beat! And then I said the words waiting to burst free of my heart.
"And I love you, my angel." I wondered whether to be a coward or to stay and wait as she read her letter. My phone started to ring.
"Edward. Just give her the damn letter and come home. I have your outfit all picked out." Ah, the all-seeing-Alice, of course. Wait, outfit?
"but.."
"No buts! I do NOT want to hear it." then she spoke the words guaranteed to make me do anything.
" Besides, Bella will love it!" I sighed into the phone, answered by a squeal, which was in turn, followed by a dial tone. Though it does give me an excuse to let Bella read the letter alone.
"Alice, I take it. By the demanding tone and yells even human ears can hear. I take it she wants to dress you up?"
I laughed. She knew me and my family too well.
"Yes. I have to go get changed and let my baby sister dress me. Bye" we embraced once more, me trapped in her delicious arms, wishing we could stay that way for the eternity facing us. I started to walk towards the window.
"Oh and before I forget, this is for you." I said quickly, and thrust the letter into her hand and jumped out of the window and ran before she had a chance to protest.
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A/N - So did you like it? Review and tell me what you think. I am also working on a reply from Bella, then I will do the same for the other couples - if people want me to, that is. Do you want me to? It will be for all of the Cullen couples, or any other ideas/couples people want me to write letters for. Thank you for reading. :)
I also have to give a HUGE thanks to Marie, who has helped me with this story. Thanks Marie!