Disclaimer: I don’t own Twilight or Love Story, nor do I own any direct quotes from either. :sigh:
Prologue
EPOV
Where do I begin? What can you say about a twenty-three year old girl who died? That she was beautiful? That she was brilliant? That she loved Mozart and Debussy, the Beatles, and me? Or most importantly that she taught me the real meaning of love?
No matter what, I know that my heart and my soul will always belong to Isabella Swan. She is my life, whether she is here to accept that or not. What she taught me and what she left me with will always be my reason to go on. And she taught me so many things. She taught me what love is, real love. Not that superficial love that most people claim.
The second most important lesson I learned from Isabella Swan was the meaning of forgiveness. For forgiveness is divine. And I swore I would try, always try to made amends, because you never have forever. Even if I wished for an eternity, that was never possible. It brings that old saying to mind, “Tis better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all.” That proverb always makes me think of my Bella, because even if I had to do it all over again, to lose her all over again, I would have rather had the short time we had than to never have had her at all.
So now, here I am, left behind to carry on without my reason for existence. But survive I will. After all, I made a promise. A promise I don’t intend to break. No matter what.
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