Full Summary:

With such a powerful memory, a vampire can't forget, no matter how much he or she wants to. Isabella Swan is dead and Edward Cullen cannot forget her, forget the day he found out, or forget his love for her. What happens when all is not quite what it seems?

EPOV

Have you ever heard anyone say 'Life sucks and then you die'?

As a general rule, this is true. It is not, however, true for one such as myself. Life truly does suck, in the deepest meaning of suckiness and in the loosest meaning of life. You do not, however, escape from the type of 'life' that I have.

I cannot forget what I have done and what, as a consequence, has happened to me. I cannot stop myself from wondering what would have happened had I done differently.

I am in love with a girl. The most beautiful, the clumsiest, the sweetest girl anyone has ever known.

Stupidly, I wasted the love that she had returned to me. I left her. True, I left her purely for her own protection, but she never knew that. I blatantly lied to her. I told her that I didn't love her anymore, that I didn't want her anymore. There was no statement in the world that was more untrue than that one.

A year later, I returned, unable to stay away from her, even if it meant that I was putting her in danger again. I came back ready to beg and plead and get down on my hands and knees. I was prepared to be rejected, but I would forever watch her and remember what a fool I had been and still was for even daring to hope that she might have wanted me still.

I came back to the place I'd left only to find out that she, too, left the place, but her leaving was far more permanent. She was dead.

The moment that I knew she was dead I died, too. I wanted- no, longed- to die, too, but I'm not that fortunate.

I set out to find those who could kill me and probably would, but I was stopped. Had I not had to stop for that connection in the airport, I would have succeeded and at long last been with my love again.

But no, I was intercepted by my damn sister Alice and her reinforcements.

So I will wait for the relief of insanity to come and take me away from the world that has a cruel sense of humor, a world that has killed me but where I have not died.

A/N-

So, this will be my first ever BxE fic... I wonder how it will turn out.

As like my other stories, this 'chapter' is merely a prologue.

Let me know what you think and if you think I should continue it. I probably will anyway, just for my own amusement, but let me know anyway.

Thanks!