"Bella, where are you? آپ have a دکھائیں in 20 mins, are آپ looking good?"
Phil کہا throught the fuzz of my "New phone" in which i again did not choose. It funny all the stuff that is labeled mine, was not selected سے طرف کی me. hmph.
Thinking back to the house, the walls, the name, my name, On the walls, edward. My nightmare that proved real, and my dream all in one moment still rang in mind.
I knocked loadly on the taxi glass.
"Can آپ hurry up please!" i کہا franicly.
"Hey are you? Are آپ Bella, like Bella swan?"
Sigh. Yes. Unfortunatly.
"Yes."
"OMG! no way! my dautgher loved you! her name is alice! will آپ please sign this picture of her, its in my wallet?" he کہا reaching into his backside.
i slide across the door, and began searching for my marker. Phil had always made me carry one around.
He passed me a frayed picture will soft edges, its shown a beautifull like girl. she was a little baby. with small blonde ringlet She was a Alice, like my alice. Her face was sweet, like an apple. She was soft and rosie, she smiled a toothless grin, as though it was just a captured moment. She was someone's baby. His words resversed in my head once more. "She loved you." My دل felt heavy and my eyes felt in solemen.
"I'm so sorry, Alice IS soo beautiful.' I inhaled, holding back my tears, for the loss of this girl, and for my friend. Who else is lost to me. Lost forever. Only alive in my heart, a دل that only beats سے طرف کی force, not will, and is torn , riddled with disease.
"We dont know. i just remember waking up to feed the dogs and. and. there she was lying in the tall grass, like she was a victim, hairr on her face.." He stopped, to upset to continue.
"She was 5" he finished.
i signed. "Alice, i love you. Bella."
and handed it back. a tear running .
He stopped the car. which surprised me.
"Where here ma'am" he voice gone and broken.
"Thank you." in a instant flashing light invaded my eyes. Ohh crap the papz.

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"Hey everyone, sorry for being late, i got caught up. so how is everyone tonight? Good i hope. Really to hear some موسیقی im wishing."
the crowd roared loader then ever. They all screamed, whistled, yelled and sung.

Ok, so i have this one song, i haven't sung yet, but some of the lyrics are inside jokes. Soo. but i dont doubt آپ will like it.

Maybe I need some rehab,
یا maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession,
I'm seeing it in my dreams

I'm looking down every alley,
I'm making those desperate calls
Im staying up all night hoping,
Hit my head against the walls

What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my دل is fried
I just cant get آپ off my mind

Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I کہا your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love

Won't listen to any advice, mamma's telling me to think twice
But left to my own devices i'm addicted its a crisis!

b]My دوستوں think I've gone crazy,[/b] my judgment is getting kinda hazy
My status is gonna be affected if I keep it up like a love sick crackhead


What you've got boy is hard to find
Think about it all about it all the time
I'm all strung up my دل is fried
I just cant get آپ off my mind

Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I کہا your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love

I don't care what people say
The rush is worth the price I pay
I get so high when you're with me
But crash and crave آپ when آپ are away

So I got a question;
Do آپ want to have a summer party in my basement?
Do I make your دل beat like an 808 drum?
Is my love, your drug?
(huh) Your drug? (huh) your drug? (huh) your drug?
Is my love, your drug? (am i your herion.)

Because your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love
I کہا your love, your love, your love, is my drug
Your love your love your love (x2)

Heyyy heyyy your love, your love,your love,your love, (whispered) is my drug
I like your beard



all my دل when into this song, as though He was somehow listening, and remembering when he once told me that i was his herion.
But i had another i wanted to hit him with.

Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an سیب, ایپل hanging from a درخت
I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed

آپ کہا اقدام on, where do I go?
I guess سیکنڈ best is all I will know

'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of آپ
(Thinking of you, thinking of you)
Thinking of you, what آپ would do
If آپ were the one who was spending the night
(Spending the night, spending the night)
Oh, I wish that I was looking into your eyes

You're like an Indian Summer in the middle of winter
Like a hard candy with a surprise center
How do I get better once I've had the best?
آپ کہا there's tons of مچھلی in the water, so the waters I will test

He kissed my lips, I taste your mouth, oh!
(Taste your mouth)
He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself

'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of آپ
(Thinking of you, thinking of you)
Thinking of you, what آپ would do
If آپ were the one who was spending the night
(Spending the night, spending the night)
Oh, I wish that I was looking into

You're the best, and yes, I do regret
How I could let myself let آپ go
Now, now the lesson's learned
I touched it, I was burned
Oh, I think آپ should know!

'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of آپ
(Thinking of you, thinking of you)
Thinking of you, what آپ would do
If آپ were the one who was spending the night
(Spending the night, spending the night)
Oh, I wish that I was looking into your, your eyes
Looking into your eyes, looking into your eyes

Oh, won't آپ walk through?
And bust in the door and take me away?
Oh, no مزید mistakes
'Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay, stay


this time there was no applause, just silence. They finally knew. that all my song fit together. I was in love. that i had a love. and was gone forever. That i waiting for him to hear them. As thought they were waiting for Edward too. His name hurt.
i hit the stage the mic falling before me. Still continueing my sobs, for all th fear.
Was i the one that they use to advise the consquence?
Like teen mothers will unprotected sex, was i the girl on the poster for giving your دل away for love?
A soft sound tuned behind me, a beautiful tune that flowed like a river. it was familar.
My lullaby.