And Then I Fell In Love All Over Again..

For the past week I've been re-reading Twilight , in bits in pieces granted, I just wanted to remember what it was like. I've read the whole series two times through, and that's without skipping past anything that I find dull or time wasting.
So I've buried myself under covers to try and remember it all. To try and remember how exactly I fell in love with these books, how I fell in love with Edward.
Slowly I turned the pages, absorbing the ink.I missed the love that Edward gives. How its so easy to get pulled in to a love story that would never be true. I haven't wrote anything in the past few weeks and I was sort of hoping Twilight would give me the inspiration I needed, however two hundred pages into New Moon and nothings surfaced. Maybe it lies in Eclipse? Maybe...
It's funny how my dislike for Jacob hasn't wavered over the months that I haven't picked Twilight up again. Its odd how I still see my Edward, not Robs Edward. I'm glad that I still see my Bella and not Kristen Stewart. Everythings the same in my Twilight world; The Cullens house, Mike Newton, Seth Clearwater, The police cruiser, Bella's House, even Forks itself. I'm glad that the media hasn't influenced how I percieve the books, the books will always be better, they are better.

"If leaving is the right thing to do, then I'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you."