Summary: Two-shot. They each had three wishes.

Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight/New Moon, I'd be one lucky girl. And I'd also wear an I Love Edward Cullen shirt on a daily basis.

There are some people in life who are too good for us.

There are some people in life who remain an enigma to us.

There are some people in life that we hurt simply by existing.

She is too good for me. I don't deserve someone as pure and loving as her. No matter how hard I try, I cannot fully understand her. She is an entity unto herself. She wears a constant smile and has a ready laugh. How I hate myself! I who should not exist love her more than life itself. I who should not exist hurt her simply by existing. How can someone like me deserve an angel such as her?

When I'm with her my worries melt away as though they never existed. When I'm with her, all I want to do is hold her in my arms and never let her go, inhaling her sweet fragrance all the while. Then I must catch myself; control my desire for her sweet blood. I hate myself more than anyone else in the world. She is forever in danger when she is with me. I can't stop loving her. Pitiful, isn't it?

It was better for her when I left her alone in the woods. She was finally safe from the threat I posed. Oh how it killed me to leave her! If anything can kill me then it is being separated from her and knowing I'll never (or should never I suppose) see her again. The only way to fulfill my final wish was to un-fulfill my first two. So ironic isn't it? She saved me though; I was dead already when I was about to step into the light of the sun. She brought me back to life. I owe my life to her and it is a debt I can never repay.

She is my salvation.

She is my strength.

She is my love.

I am not whole without her. I only vaguely remember the times when I was without her and the pain was so real as though there really was a hole in my chest. Nothing was important to me without her; the days melted into each other and I had no sense of time. Then she came and I longed for dawn every day so I could see her smiling face and then I longed for dusk so that I could hear her whisper my name in her sleep. Time suddenly had meaning to me because she is valuable to me. She gave me strength; she gave me a reason to live.

She saved me from the dark abyss I had fallen into so many decades before. Her hand reached out to me and never wavered no matter what I said and did to turn her away. She would never be safe around me and yet she continued to hold out her hand. So I took it and she smiled. Oh, how I love her smile! Her smile is my strength.

She is so strong and yet sometimes I find her in tears. It is always my fault that she's crying. I'm a danger to her and I love her. I am such a selfish creature; I take advantage of her tears and use them to hold her tightly, to kiss away her sorrow. I know what she fears and I make her an impossible promise that she need not worry; I will see to it that she has what she desires. And I will do all that I can to make that impossible promise come true because it is for her.

Impossible promises are made by the overconfident.

Impossible promises are made by dreamers.

Impossible promises are made by me.

I always keep my promises; she will have her desires no matter what. I will not let the impossibility of something stop me from making her smile. She deserves everything and more; for her I would get the sun and the moon. For her I will do everything in my power to sate her longing and mine too, for I am a very selfish creature.

She is the light of my life. Without her, I would never have escaped the dark abyss I had fallen into. Without her, I would have been trapped in eternal darkness. Her hand cut through the curtain of my abyss and my eyes were blinded by her light. Her world is where I want to be. I always want to be by her side yet being there is so very dangerous for her. That wish of mine will never be fulfilled; she will never be safe with me nearby.

Whenever I even think of leaving for her safety she knows it right away. She never lets me leave. She doesn't even need to say anything and I feel my heart breaking. I could never leave her. I do not even try. I made so many promises to her and I will fulfill every last one. I love Bella; she is everything that I want. There in the distance I can see her smile and it makes me happy. I want to always be with her, the woman that I love.

For her, I would fulfill impossible promises.

For her, I would kiss away her sorrows.

For her, I would do anything.

Edward was so much harder than Bella. I don't think his turned out quite as nicely, but that's just my opinion. Well, Bella's three wishes were: to become a vampire (obviously), to always be with Edward (again, quite obvious) and her third was to dwell only in his love. That last one needs a bit of explaining I think since my mind works in very twisted ways.

Basically, I was working with the idea of the meadow he took her to. I thought that maybe the meadow was their own sacred grove, a tangible form of their love. That's the physical form of his love where they can be completely alone and serene. The other form is simply her being the only one in his heart that he loves with such a passion. It's natural to feel a little frightened of someone else sharing that special place.

I'm not sure if that made sense to any of you…I'm not sure how else to explain it though. That was my idea when I made up her third wish. Edward's, thank goodness, are much easier to figure out (I think…).

Well that's it for me. Maybe I'll write more sometime.

Ja ne!