It Makes Me . .

It Was Not Going To Be The End Of The World. Just The End Of The Cullens. The End Of Edward, The End Of Me. I Preferred It That Way – The Last Part Anyway. I Would Not Live Without Edward Again; If He Was Leaving This World, Then I Would Be Right Behind Him.

The Smile Broke Across His Face The Way The Sunrise Set The Clouds On Fire.

What Choice Have I? I Cannot Live Without You, But I Will Not Destroy Your Soul." -edward Cullen

I'd Loved In So Many Bodies, But Never One I Loved Like This. Never One That I Craved In This Way. Of Course, This Would Be The One I'd Have To Give Up. The Irony Made Me Laugh, And I Concentrated On The Feel Of The Air That Popped In Little Bubbles From My Chest And Up Through My Throat. Laughter Was Like A Fresh Breeze - It Cleaned Its Way Through The Body, Making Everything Feel Good. Did Other Species Have Such A Simple Healer? I Couldn't Remember One.

Life And Love Go On.