I Bit A Pillow. Or Two.

I Think She's Having Hysterics. Maybe You Should Slap Her.

My Heart Hasn't Beat In Almost Ninety Years But This Was Different It Was Like My Heart Was Gone Like I Was Hallow Like I'd Left Everything Here With You.

I Kept Pushing Against The Black, Though, Almost A Reflex. I Wasn't Trying To Lift It. I Was Just Resisting. Not Allowing It To Crush Me Completely. I Wasn't Atlas, And The Black Felt As Heavy As A Planet; I Couldn't Shoulder It. All I Could Do Was Not Be Entirely Obliterated.

In My Dream It Was Very Dark, And What Dim Light There Was Seemed To Be Radiating From Edward's Skin. I Couldn't See His Face, Just His Back As He Walked Away From Me, Leaving Me In The Blackness. No Matter How Fast I Ran, I Couldn't Catch Up To Him; No Matter How Loud I Called, He Never Turned. Troubled, I Woke In The Middle Of The Night And Couldn't Sleep Again For What Seemed Like A Very Long Time. After That, He Was In My Dreams Nearly Every Night, But Always On The Periphery, Never Within Reach.

Billy Wanted Me To Stay A Safe Distance From The Most Important Person In My Life. It Turned Out That His Concern Was, In The End, Unnecessary. I Was All Too Safe Now.