My Twilight Saga |
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Just My Twilight
Interesting... and btilliant...and mystrious...and perfect...and beautiful...
I'm tired of trying to stay away from you.
Most people are easy to read...
I couldn't imagine how an angel could be any more glorious.
There was nothing more terrifying to me, more excruciating, than the thought of turning away from him. It was an impossibility.
It really seemed like my life was about him.
"It's too easy to be myself with you."
"You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever."
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb..." he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."
"The glory of first love, and all that. It's incredible, isn't it, the difference between reading about something, seeing it in the pictures, and experiencing it?"
You are my Life now..
You are my life. You are the only thing it would hurt me to lose.
It was easy to admit how much I need him.
Twilight...
Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.
I love you more than everything else in the world combine.
We are not like the others.
Just My New Moon
I could not do anything else.
I had to keep moving.
If I stopped looking for him, it was over.
Love, life, meaning ... over.
I walked and walked.
Time made no sence...
I was like a lost moon - my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolation - that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity.
The smile broke across his face the way the sunrise set the clouds on fire...
One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you.
Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.
Love is irrational. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.
What I want and need is to be with you, and I know I'll never be strong enough to leave again. I have too many excuses to stay — thank heaven for that!
Before you my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars — points of light and reason… And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.
If you stay, I don't need Heaven.
Just My Eclipse
Besides, you’re here now. That’s the part that matters.
If I had my way, I would spend the majority of my time kissing Him. There wasn’t anything I’d experienced in my life that compared to the feeling of his cool lips, marble hard but always so gentle, moving with mine.
“The outside world holds no interest for me without you.”
I think he saw through me...
I’ll be back so soon you won’t have time to miss me. Look after my heart — I’ve left it with you.
You are . . . well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that...
The love of my existence...
He loves you more than you know. It terifies him to be away from you.
It’s so hard to describe. It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s more like . . . gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her, be anything for her. . . . You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that’s a protector, or a lover, or a friend, or a brother.
I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn’t consciously notice until it was removed.
There was no friction in the space between us. The stillness was peaceful — not like the calm before the tempest, but like a clear night untouched by even the dream of a storm.
You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours.
What I wanted was to keep him safe, safe with me. Did I have a limit to what I would do, what I would sacrifice for that? I wasn’t sure.
Just My Breaking Down
How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it?
If it was someone you truly loved?
Bachelor parties are designed for those who are sad to see the passing of their single days.
To say the truth, reason and love keep litle company together nowadays. (Shakespeare)
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