A gasp suddenly escaped from her lips. And I wondered, was it for me? I've done a lot of wondering ever since she came into my life.
We were supposed to be watching the sun rise from the east, but she couldn't stay up for it, which was fine with me. Her hair was fanned out on the grass. She was smiling from what I can see from the corner of my eyes. I didn't want to move to face her for fear that she would assume another position as well. She was perfect the way she was. Undisturbed. By me.
I wanted to float above her and see the smile, the face, everything that makes her Bella. Better yet, I wanted to spread my arms around her. Feel her warmth, her heart beating. Feel her.
As I thought this, the sun had finally broken through the forest's canopy. A few seconds later and the sunlight was creeping towards us, almost indecisively.
A sharper intake of breath. Bella was now awake and staring at me in awe. Every part of my skin glistened, and it felt as if it was not because of the sun. I felt glorious.
All of a sudden, her eyes moistened. I held my finger to rescue a tear before it could drop on the grass. She flinched at my cold touch and painfully turned her face away. My dead heart sank and was fit to break.
Visions flooded me. All the things that I couldn't give her. All the things that she deserved. Oh what I would give to be the one whom she clung to for warmth!
I knew why she was crying. I'm a monster, and she's not. Not unless I… but how can I do that to her? It would be like ripping off an angel's wings and watching her crash down to hell. She was crying because reality hit her the moment she had woken up. The dream was gone, over. If I could, I would've been crying as well.