My eyes unfocused, I was reminiscing that night that I proposed to Bella. I remember how in Cinta we were, atau at least how in Cinta I thought we were. Was I ready for this to happen? I didn't know.
"Edward? Be honest, if anda don't want to marry me, then tell me, but I would really appreciate it if anda berkata something."
I focused back on her, realizing my mouth was open. I was determined to make this sound right.
"I'm not saying no, but are anda sure anda want to?"
I watched her expression as she thought. I needed to understand her.
"I definitely want to. I mean, I Cinta you, I've had experience dating, and I know when something is wrong, but I can tell anda do Cinta me. So, of course I want to marry you. But, do anda want to marry me?"
"Let me think about this for a little bit."
I sat on the sofa, looking down at the floor. I wanted to marry her, but we hardly knew anything about each other. If I were to agree to this, than we would need to know lebih about each other. I wanted to know everything about her, just to know her. What she liked, what she hated. Everything. So if I berkata yes, then the wedding bells would be back on. I knew how she felt and I knew how I felt, so the answer was obvious.
"I thought the guy was supposed to propose, not the other way around,"I berkata breaking the silence.
She looked at the ground.
"I know I Cinta you, but isn't this going too fast for you?"
"No, this is at the perfect pace,"she replied without looking up.
"Well then."
I pulled her chin up and I could see how bad she was feeling, she thought I was going to say no. I grabbed her hand and towed her away so she was standing just inches from me. I made sure she was watching me, keeping her hand.
"Elizabeth Martin,"I berkata as I slid down onto one knee. She gasped.
"I Cinta anda and anda Cinta me. I want anda forever and ever, and I promise to Cinta anda every second, of every hari of forever. And I need anda to answer this question. Will anda marry me?"
She smiled from ear to ear. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the velvet box.
"Of course, Edward Cullen, yes I'll marry you."
I opened the box and pulled out the ring. Surprisingly, when I slid it on, it fit perfectly.
"This ring was the one my father gave to my mother. And I want anda to have it."
Then I got up and pulled her closer. Then I pressed my cold, hard lips to her nice, warm, soft lips. I felt good, even better than when Bella had berkata yes. I remembered back to when I had watched Liz sleep that one night. About how I wanted her to become a vampire. I realize now how selfish that was. I would let her choose what she wanted to be. I wouldn't stand in her way, no matter how hard. I broke away from the kiss. The look on her face reminded me so much of Bella.
"It's nothing against you, but I don't want to hurt you, which could very easily happen,"I thought about how I called Bella love, I didn't want to repeat that so I decided on,"honey."
She wouldn't notice the pause.
"I know, anda have super strength and all, but I did enjoy the kiss."
"As did I. But tomorrow, I want to ask anda every soalan I can think of, no matter how stupid, I want anda to answer as best anda can and honest."
"Okay, but why tomorrow?"
I looked over to the window. She must not have noticed time slipping away.
"Oh."
"I'll let anda sleep now. For the wedding, I want anda to decide."
"Okay,"she berkata as she plopped on the bed.
I kissed her again, the raging api, kebakaran in my throat, unsatisfied. I left the room. I would be back, but I wanted to get some fresh air. Maybe snack on a tupai atau something.
"Edward? Be honest, if anda don't want to marry me, then tell me, but I would really appreciate it if anda berkata something."
I focused back on her, realizing my mouth was open. I was determined to make this sound right.
"I'm not saying no, but are anda sure anda want to?"
I watched her expression as she thought. I needed to understand her.
"I definitely want to. I mean, I Cinta you, I've had experience dating, and I know when something is wrong, but I can tell anda do Cinta me. So, of course I want to marry you. But, do anda want to marry me?"
"Let me think about this for a little bit."
I sat on the sofa, looking down at the floor. I wanted to marry her, but we hardly knew anything about each other. If I were to agree to this, than we would need to know lebih about each other. I wanted to know everything about her, just to know her. What she liked, what she hated. Everything. So if I berkata yes, then the wedding bells would be back on. I knew how she felt and I knew how I felt, so the answer was obvious.
"I thought the guy was supposed to propose, not the other way around,"I berkata breaking the silence.
She looked at the ground.
"I know I Cinta you, but isn't this going too fast for you?"
"No, this is at the perfect pace,"she replied without looking up.
"Well then."
I pulled her chin up and I could see how bad she was feeling, she thought I was going to say no. I grabbed her hand and towed her away so she was standing just inches from me. I made sure she was watching me, keeping her hand.
"Elizabeth Martin,"I berkata as I slid down onto one knee. She gasped.
"I Cinta anda and anda Cinta me. I want anda forever and ever, and I promise to Cinta anda every second, of every hari of forever. And I need anda to answer this question. Will anda marry me?"
She smiled from ear to ear. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the velvet box.
"Of course, Edward Cullen, yes I'll marry you."
I opened the box and pulled out the ring. Surprisingly, when I slid it on, it fit perfectly.
"This ring was the one my father gave to my mother. And I want anda to have it."
Then I got up and pulled her closer. Then I pressed my cold, hard lips to her nice, warm, soft lips. I felt good, even better than when Bella had berkata yes. I remembered back to when I had watched Liz sleep that one night. About how I wanted her to become a vampire. I realize now how selfish that was. I would let her choose what she wanted to be. I wouldn't stand in her way, no matter how hard. I broke away from the kiss. The look on her face reminded me so much of Bella.
"It's nothing against you, but I don't want to hurt you, which could very easily happen,"I thought about how I called Bella love, I didn't want to repeat that so I decided on,"honey."
She wouldn't notice the pause.
"I know, anda have super strength and all, but I did enjoy the kiss."
"As did I. But tomorrow, I want to ask anda every soalan I can think of, no matter how stupid, I want anda to answer as best anda can and honest."
"Okay, but why tomorrow?"
I looked over to the window. She must not have noticed time slipping away.
"Oh."
"I'll let anda sleep now. For the wedding, I want anda to decide."
"Okay,"she berkata as she plopped on the bed.
I kissed her again, the raging api, kebakaran in my throat, unsatisfied. I left the room. I would be back, but I wanted to get some fresh air. Maybe snack on a tupai atau something.
I thought I'd post this poem and try to get constructive feedback ;)
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To Know Her
She is who I see and all that I see.
Every minit with her is a minit to know her.
What does she like? What makes her angry?
What makes her laugh like no other?
I watch her alih and learn her moods.
Her needs, I read like a book unbound.
I study her eyes as they speak to me
When words aren’t enough, when they can’t be found.
Her joy is mine, her emotions alih me.
To be what she wants is no arduous task.
To protect her and know her – that’s what I do
So I find it amusing when she would ask:
“How is it that anda know me so well?
Sometimes it seems anda can read my mind.”
“Nah,” I smile. “I just pay attention.”
I become what she wants and needs, sejak design.
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To Know Her
She is who I see and all that I see.
Every minit with her is a minit to know her.
What does she like? What makes her angry?
What makes her laugh like no other?
I watch her alih and learn her moods.
Her needs, I read like a book unbound.
I study her eyes as they speak to me
When words aren’t enough, when they can’t be found.
Her joy is mine, her emotions alih me.
To be what she wants is no arduous task.
To protect her and know her – that’s what I do
So I find it amusing when she would ask:
“How is it that anda know me so well?
Sometimes it seems anda can read my mind.”
“Nah,” I smile. “I just pay attention.”
I become what she wants and needs, sejak design.