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Twilight - Preface

Rory POV

I remember it vaguely; the smell of coffee, the creak on the third porch step, the broken garage door, the leaky roof after a rainstorm, the bucket under it decorated with pick feathers and arbitrary jewels. Those are all old memories to me now. Memories I never want to forget. I'm sure that's what she would want; for me to forget those memories and move on with my life. The only thing is, is that I can't. I can't quit thinking about her, I can't quit those memories from popping into my head. I can't quit thinking it's my fault. If I forget those memories, I'll forget about her. And that's not what I want. Not at all.

I know I'll never forget her, though, so I don't know why I'm worrying about it. It's just difficult when you lose someone who was close to your heart, ya know? Could you forget your best friend of seven years? Exactly. You can't. It's merely impossible. Unthinkable. Insurmountable.

I closed my journal and felt a tear drip down my cheek. I truly do miss her, out of the deepest pit of my heart. Oh, what I would give to see her just one more time! Even if for just a mere split second. It's almost pitiful how I would cherish that moment—for eternity.

Going to a school where you're not accepted during the fall, spring, and winter is bad enough, but summer is the most horrid of seasons. I don't know how much longer I can take it; the parties, the dresses, the fancy accessories, the fake people. I just wish I could go back in time. Reverse my problems. I would travel to when the best times in existence had taken place. The times when she was around...alive. Times when I didn't have to be a débutante. Times when I never cried myself to sleep. Times when I never had the need to put on a phony smile because it just appeared naturally. Times when I felt no guilt.

I looked outside. It was my favorite time of the day; the soft, diffused light from the sky was bright with extravagant colors of yellows, oranges, and pinks. It was the time right before the sun settled down to let the moon come out and play. Most people called this time of day twilight, but I'm not like most people. What I call it is My Heaven, because I feel as if this is when she is watching over me from above. It's the time I feel most safe.

I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear
Every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow

I know you're in a better place, yeah
But I wish that I could see your face, oh
I know you're where you need to be
Even though it's not here with me

I Miss You by Miley Cyrus

A/N: This was pretty gloomy in spots, yes, but it'll gradually get a little more cheery. And just for you, I'll add in a little humor here and there. This is just sort of a preface, so sorry it's so short. Review, por favor (even though it's not an absolute MUST)!