September 19th
Dear Edward:
I'll probably never send this to you, but I'm going to write anyway.
I need to stop thinking about you, but I can't. I need to wake up and not remember my dreams about you, but I can't. I need to forget our night together but I can't. I need to see you again, but I can't.
You know people noticed a change in me after I met you? According to my coworker Rose I "smiled me first real smile in years." I didn't tell her why, I couldn't; I need to forget you. My best friend Alice, wants to know how I got home from the bar that night, I dint tell her how, I couldn't; I need to forget you. I drive by that bookstore every day, but I never go inside, I can't; I need to forget you.
I wish there was a way around this, I wish there was a chance for us, I wish I could feel your soft lips on mine one last time. But most of all I wish I could forget you.
Hoping for a shooting star,
Bella