It's been almost a century that Edward's been alone. Now he's found you. You can't see the changes we see, we who have been with him for so long. Do you think any of us want to look into his eyes for the next hundred years if he loses you?

I'm not like a car you can fix up. I'm never gonna run right" Bella

The kiss began much the same as usual--Edward was as careful as ever, and my heart began to overreact like it always did. And then something seemed to change. Suddenly his lips became much more urgent, his free hand twisted into my hair and held my face securely to his. And though I was clearly beginning to cross his cautious lines, for once he didn't stop me. His body was cold through the thin quilt, but I crushed myself against him eagerly.

He looks at you like... like you're something to eat.

it’s awful. No privacy, no secrets. Everything you’re ashamed of, laid out for everyone to see.

But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest.

After a few decades, everyone you know will be dead. Problem solved.