'That's what you are-a tongue twister. Leaving me breathless the more I try. I'm so determined to figure you out, but all I get is frustrated. In the end, I'm left unsure you're beneficial to me at all.'
I do not own twilight.
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The sweet sound of her laughter filled his ears. It flowed like liquid gold through him, and he'd give anything to hear it all the time. He watched intently as she spoke to his brothers, his best friends, and every ounce of him burned with desire. He wanted to be the one making her laugh, but he didn't have the courage. For the first time in his life, Paul Lahote was devoid of words. Just the sight of her propelled him into a new era of his existence. She stole the twinkle from the stars. She was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
Her emerald eyes flickered to meet his across the fire, and something snapped deep inside him. His world flipped on its axis and spun uncontrollably. She was the only thing he could see. She was the only thing he wanted to see. He yearned for her being. The ground felt like it was going to collapse from under him. His body felt suspended mid-air. He was floating, falling slowly, but safely back to her. She turned into his everything in such a brief moment. He would die for her, kill for her, and live for her. He knew nothing but that for sure. Nothing would ever be the same, and he didn't want it to be. For he had found his soulmate, and that was all he needed. He was complete. She was the last missing piece to the completion of his puzzle.
