The Beginning Of End
Edward easily passed the window and when he was in the room he looked around.
Every little thing, every memory ... could he ever forget?
No, he wasn't destined to do so. He took a few uncertain steps toward the bed, which blankets reminded him the white skin of Bella.
He held his breath, almost unconsciously, and narrowed his eyes amber. The frost crossed slowly, devouring him, tearing away the warmth contained in his skin ... warmth that had been donated to him.
Yeah, could he survive without that warmth that attracted him, that warmth that made him feel truly alive? With a glance he saw the album on the bed, the pictures taken during the birthday of Bella
When you know that you will only have her memories, what will you do?Will you go forward or continue to bask in it and never forget?
He closed his eyes, the piano music filled his head, the music that she love so much.
Yes, you'll hurt her...and you are aware, but you can not let her fall into that curse, you can not see her die.Because of you, your family ... everything is against what you feel.
He opened his hand and took the photo sticking out from one of the pages.He recognized it at once, effortlessly.
You look yourself in that enclosed piece of paper, and with a gesture completely open the image: right before your eyes dance that white face, that smile, that chocolate brown eyes.
The world falling apart around you.
She will hate you, she'll try to follow you, because she loves you.
But you, Edward, can you leave her in that way?
And above all, can you say '" I don't love you"?
You have planned everything, your plan is so perfect that thinking just kill you.
His eyes slide down the image, savouring the moment he thought would last forever, but everything was crumbling.
He thought she was his life, the time spent in her company had been the most wonderful. Nothing could match. Not the joys of his family, not the pleasure of a good book or the closeness of his piano. Even seen the white moon of the night wasn't so fascinating. Never his heart had beat with that intensity.
When you'll leave those photos and you'll walk away from everything, your heart will freeze permanently, right?
After all, you always knew this would happen.
The photo slipped from his hands and fell noiselessly on the soft bed, while he stood still as a statue. Things fall apart. His look wandered about the room, he caught her CD, pictures, the countless gifts that they had given her.
He found himself smiling thinking that Bella did not want anything from him.
"You are my gift. Anything else would not be you." said Bella.
These are her words, Edward. So when you'll go, she'll suffer.
But do not forget her, not to lose her memory.
Hold them, never separate.
The vampire looked at the room and returned to the window. He did not dare to look back. He whispered her name, conscious of the consequences.
Conscious of his own emptiness, because ...... basically, he always knew that eventually ...Her memories are the only things that will remain.
Her memories will not faded or lost among the memories of your eternity.
You want Bella forget you.
But you'll able to forget her? Will you shed invisible tears on her memory?
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Edited by -Parm- - 15 years ago
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