A/N I don't own anything. Sad I wasn't able to show you Edward's letter in Edward font! :( Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy and reviews make me happy! :D

If a composer could say what he had to say in words he would not bother trying to say it in music. ~Gustav Mahler

As I sit here, plucking away at the newly grown weeds in the yard I can hear a faint tap of piano keys. I sigh in relief as I am hoping my darling son Edward has hopefully been awakened from his depression.

The last few weeks have been difficult for me as something has distraught Edward to a point I cannot understand. Usually after a day of being in school he would come home to my office, where we would both have a nice conversation of the days events. I hate to admit it, but Edward and I always had a connection that I didn't have with the other children. I always believed it was because poor Edward was alone. While the others could come home and spend time with their loves, Edward had no one. Edward always denies this, as he says he is content on his own, but I always worry that my husband Carlisle changed him too quickly.

However, as I had said, the last few weeks have been different. The first day he walked pass my office without even eye contact. He just swiftly moved up the stairs, down the hallway and slammed the door to his room. At first I thought it was just a bad day, but this continued for three days. On the fourth day I didn't even hear him come in at all. Concerned for my son, I lightly knocked on the door. Even though he knew I was there, I always respected his privacy. After a few knocks with no answer I slowly opened the door for a peak. He was gone. This was strange, as even as upset as he was, he has always told me if he was to leave to hunt.

I continued into his room in where I saw a small creamed coloured envelope addressed to myself. Inside was a small letter.

Mother, he wrote,

I am sorry to leave you so abruptly, but I need some time alone to think. I am unsure if I have the strength to be part of this family any longer. Again, I apologize for leaving you this way but never forget that I love you dearly and will miss you all.

Sincerely,

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen

Those few days he had been gone were the worst of my existence. Without my favourite son, I felt lost and hopeless. I truly felt I had failed him.

When Edward, had returned he had come back a new person. Whatever he needed to think about away from us really helped him to become happy. And to see Edward happy, made my heart melt with joy.

As I continued to listen to the piano melody from inside, I noticed a new flavour to his composition from his others- it had a more lighter, but passionate tone. Whatever made Edward feel this way I was truly grateful.

Out of curiosity, I began to walk towards the living room where Edward was playing. By the time I had reached piano, Edward has finished his song. " That was beautiful Edward- where did you get the inspiration for such a lovely composition?"

"Bella." was all he said as we walked away with a smile.

At that moment I had become speechless with pride. My darling son Edward has finally found love.