What am I going to do with you? Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!

How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?

He never leaves, does he?

Even more, I had never meant to love him. 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

I just know I'm too much of a wuss for Stephen King's books. I'm way too chicken to read horror.

So, how come Jacob Black gets to give you a gift and I don't? Because I have nothing to give back to you. Bella, you give me everything just by breathing.

Life and love go on.