Author's Note: One more after this.
I do not own Twilight.
# 3
Edward,
I cannot forget you. It is an impossible task. I know that you want me to, but I can't. You can't always get what you want.
And I don't want to forget you.
So I deliberately remember things now, things we went through together, so that I can convince myself that what we had was real.
Is it sad that I still wish for you to tell me that you made a mistake and still need me?
My control is slipping, love. Please come back.
The rain continues to pour for me, though for everyone else the sun is shining for once, perfect weather.
But my life can never be perfect without you in it. Why is that such a hard thing for you to understand? Why is that so terrible?
The hole in my heart burns me, crippling me with the sharpness of the pain. I'm crippled at eighteen. How sad is that? But you are the only one that I will ever love. I know that I am not imagining things when I realize that you feel the same way.
Our connection was too potent to deny, though you try your hardest to do so. Please come back to me. I try so hard to go back to my old life, what I had before you, but when I met you, it was like I just woke up from a dream, that my old life never really happened. I told myself that I'd never really lived until I met you, which is ironic, since you're technically dead.
No one has ever produced such a strong reaction from me before. I used to be the unmeltable ice sculpture, the one that didn't feel. I never believed that it was possible for me to find my soul mate.
You are my soul mate. Stop denying it.
I'll love you forever.
Forever and Always, my love.
Bella
