Bella's P.O.V.
The light streamed through the window at an annoying angle. With a groan, I rolled over so that my face was buried in my pillow. Must be sunny outside, not like Forks normal cloud-covered-day. I had gotten so used to my new home's blanket of gloom and doom, that it startles me whenever I see sunshine.
Pathetic.
What day is it again? I can't remember. I never can these days. Ugh. I have this awful feeling that there is something extremely vital to my existence right on the edge of my memory. I can't remember. I haven't been very successful at remembering anything since Edward left. Edward...
Oh. How can I be so blind towards my own personal hell? Hell for me is this, my life right now is hell. Edward is gone, my only reason for existing is gone. Gone. He didn't want me anymore. Correction, he doesn't want me anymore. He doesn't love me anymore. Edward, I still, and will always love you.
This is hell. My personal hell.
The pain engulfed me then. It felt as if my chest was being ripped, torn open from the inside out. Shredded to pieces, starting from my heart. The pain only increases with its own presence. Forever. That's what Edward took with him when he left me here. My forever died when he left, and he took the ghost of what was left of it with him. Any chance of hope, dreams, or mere thoughts of forever died.
No more forever.
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