Que Quowle" -stay With Me Forever-

Edward Was Always Focused, Watching And Also Listening To What Others Couldn't See.

I'd Loved In So Many Bodies, But Never One I Loved Like This. Never One That I Craved In This Way. Of Course, This Would Be The One I'd Have To Give Up. The Irony Made Me Laugh, And I Concentrated On The Feel Of The Air That Popped In Little Bubbles From My Chest And Up Through My Throat. Laughter Was Like A Fresh Breeze - It Cleaned Its Way Through The Body, Making Everything Feel Good. Did Other Species Have Such A Simple Healer? I Couldn't Remember One.

That’s Why It Was So Impossible To Tell Him Goodbye — Because I Was In Love With Him. Too. I Loved Him, Much More Than I Should, And Yet, Still Nowhere Near Enough. I Was In Love With Him, But It Was Not Enough To Change Anything; It Was Only Enough To Hurt Us Both More. To Hurt Him Worse Than I Ever Had.

I Can't Always Be Lois Lane," I Insisted. "i Want To Be Superman, Too.

It Will Be As If I'd Never Existed, He'd Promised Me. I Felt The Smooth Wooden Floor Beneath My Knees, And Then The Palms Of My Hands, And Then It Was Pressed Against The Skin Of My Cheek. I Hoped That I Was Fainting, But, To My Disappointment, I Didn't Lose Consciousness. 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.