Dear Bella

by ilovejb3443

I guess you could say this is my goodbye letter to you, since you're one of them now. This hurts a lot because now I know you're not my Bella anymore. In a weird way I guess I'll always be your Jacob, if that even counts anymore because we're mortal enemi

Dear Bella

by ilovejb3443

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters; Stephenie Meyers does. Part of this fanfic is a song. That song is "A Year From Now" by Across Five Aprils.

Dear Bella,

I guess you could say this is my goodbye letter to you, since you're one of them now. This hurts a lot because now I know you're not my Bella anymore. In a weird way I guess I'll always be your Jacob, if that even counts anymore because we're mortal enemies. Remember the day we first met on the beach? Complete and total adoration; my gift to you, my heart was yours. In ten weeks you shaped it. In one night you murdered it. Torn from my chest and laid at your feet, that first step you took was the worst. Since then you've walked a thousand miles in silence and short remark. And I still have these memories. I guess we'll never see what we could've been. Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now? Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go? Remember, cuz that's all you can do. We'll never make another memory... We'll never make another memory. I wish I would've died in your arms the last time we were together, so I wouldn't have to wake without you today. This time I thought things were real, you said they were. What happend? You were a priority, was I an option? I let you see a side of me that I don't share with anyone. Promises are just words unless they are fulfilled. You knew from the beginning that all I had to offer you was my heart, I'm sorry that wasn't enough. So we'll go our own ways, and hopefully you'll remember everything I've told you. Hopefully you'll understand that everything I've said was in sincerity. A broken heart is not what I wanted from this, but I guess I've learned from it. But aren't you supposed to learn from your mistakes? I don't consider this a mistake. I just wish the story didn't end this way. Because I'm still in love with the person who helped me write it.

Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go? Remember when we talked of where we'd be a year from now?

I loved you until your hear quit beating, and now I cannot love you anymore, but we both know I still will. I'm weak like that. Please don't bother writing back; I think it would hurt so much.

I love you, Bella.

-Jacob.