A/N Hey. Sorry I haven't updated lately, I'm suffering a severe case of writer's block. I have plot lines for both stories, but the words just won't come. So I'm writing this to help me fight it. :) Set during Bella's "zombie" period.
DISCLAIMER: I OWN ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Even if I wished I owned Edward!
BPOV
I am sitting by my window again, looking at the moon. I seem to be doing that a lot lately. Staring at the moon, I mean. Whether it be outside, in the kitchen, or as it usually is, in my room.
I felt connected to the moon in a way.
It would start out small, just a sliver of what it could be, and then grow. It's like its life started, like it finally had a reason to live, a reason to thrive. Then it starts to wane. Its light dims and it slowly disappears, as if something is eating away at it, until it is no more. I never sit by the window and watch the moon on those nights.
The nights where the moon has disappeared.
I never watch the moon that night because it reminds me too much of myself. I am gone, lost somewhere in the black oblivion that is my life. The light in me is gone, I have no reason to live or thrive as I did when he was here. He is like the darkness that eats my light. He may have brought the light, but he took it away just as fast.
How could he have done that? Why did he do that?
In other ways, the moon seems so much different than I am. It always comes back. I am stuck. Stuck here in my endless night of the new moon. The darkness surrounds me. I am alone. I cry out. I write letters to Alice, hoping she'll see me write them.
I ask her why. Why I feel so hopeless, so broken. I need to know why.
Sometimes, I feel as though she cares. As if she actually watches me write these letters. I wonder if she'll ever reply, but then I remember. They don't love me anymore. It's why they left without me. I glance back up to the moon. It's merely a sliver tonight, barely there, but I feel as though it's giving me a sign. A sign that says, hold tight, it will all be okay.
I laugh at it, another sign that I am going crazy, knowing that it will never be okay without Edward. My quiet laughter slowly turns into tears. It's the first time I've cried in awhile, and soon I'm sobbing my eyes out, thinking, How will it ever get better? How will I ever live without him?
As my tears slowly fall I hear a sweet, sweet voice singing, "Young girl, it's alright, your tears will dry you'll soon be free to fly!" As I'm listening I know. I will be okay. He can't dominate my life. It may be as if he was never here, but my memories will say otherwise. I will remember, but I can go on. I look up once more, and upon seeing the little sliver I think, Maybe we are not so different you and I, Moon. If you can bounce back, so can I.
A/N I know it's short, but I have writer's block remember? This was just an idea that's been bouncing around in my head, and I figured, Why not try to get over the block with a one-shot? I hope it works… the song is The Voice Within by Christina Aguilera.
Love y'all
~longandblonde