That's not very attractive behavior, Bella." he said. " Forgiveness is divine. "Mind your own buisness.

I stared into her eyes, wide under the thick fringe of lashes, and yearned for sleep. Not for oblivion, as I had before, not to escape boredom, but because I wanted to *dream*. Maybe, if I could be unconscious, if I could dream, I could live for a few hours in a world where she and I could be together. She dreamed of me. I wanted to dream of her.

The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.

Happy and sad, elated and miserable, secure and afraid, loved and denied, patient and angry, peaceful and wild, complete and empty...all of it. I would feel everything. It would all be mine.

Forever," he vowed, still a little staggered. "That's all I'm asking for," I said.

oh you do smell good.

How did people do this - swallow all their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every imperfection and fear they had.