Bella P.O.V.

I am eighty-three and dying. Edward died last year. I still cry myself to sleep. I dream about the memories we had.

You were in college, working part-time, waiting table. Left a small town and never looked back. I was a flight risk, afraid of fallin'. Wondering why we bother with love, if it never last.

I say, "Can you believe it?" As we're lyin' on the couch. The moment, I can see it now. Yes, yes, I can see it now. "Do you remember, we were sittin' there, by the water? You put your arm around me for the first time. You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. You are the best thing that's ever been mine."

Flash forward, and we're takin' on the world together And there's a draw of my things at your place. You learn my secrets and figure out why I'm guarded. You say we'll never make my parents' mistakes, but we got bills to pay. We got nothin' figured out. When its hard to take. This is what I thought about: Do you remember all the city light on the water? You saw me start to believe for the first time. You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. You are the best thing that's ever been mine.

And I remember that fight. Two-thirty a.m. You said everything was slipping right out of our hands. I ran out, crying, and you followed me out into the street. I braced myself for the goodbye, cause that's all I've ever known. Then, you took me by surprise, you said, "I'll never leave you alone." You said, "I remember how we felt, sitting by the water. And every time I look at you, it's like the first time. I fell in love with a careless man's careful daughter. She is the best thing that's ever been mine."

You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. You are the best thing that's ever been mine.