Three years since he left. Three years since I laughed. Three years since I smiled. Three years since I loved. It's been 3 years, 1 mouth, 23days, 4 hours, 13 seconds, since I lived. I'm still not over him. I still love him. He's everywhere; my dreams, my mind, my heart.

I lay awake every night thinking about how things would have been if he really loved me. And if I do sleep, I wake up screaming for him. Charlie used to come and see if I was all right, but by now, he's use to it. I don't talk to my friends anymore, I don't leave the house, and I rarely eat.

I don't know why I came here today, it will just remind me of him but I don't care I need to see if it's still there. I cut off the engine and get out of my beaten up, old, red truck, I slam the door, and start my long walk to his meadow. I didn't know if I'm going to find it but I have to try, so I start walking.

I have been walking for a couple hours now, it's around four o'clock and still no sign of his meadow, but I'm determined not to give up. Three more hours pass, I have still not found it, it's starting to get dark and I know Charlie will be worried. Just when I'm about to give up I step into the meadow, my breath catches in my throat; it's just as beautiful as I remembered. I walk to the middle of the clearing and lay down in the damp grass, I let out a sigh of relief as I let the memories came back. Him holding me, me telling him he's not a monster and I am not afraid. He might be able to take away my pictures and the CD he made for me, but he cannot take away my memories.

Just then I hear something from the woods, I stand up quickly and turn around. I cannot believe my eyes no it cannot be him, but it is.

"Hello Bella,' he said

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