New Moon Post 8

Relief… unspeakable, indescribable, overpowering relief. Cold, sweet, sparkling water splashed on the face of a desert wanderer after months of scorching thirst and smoldering heat. The sight of green beautiful hills after years of endless, rolling, sickeningly gray sea. Basically, recapturing all that matters after a living-death. This is how I see Edward’s rematerializing into Bella’s life. Which ultimately brings him back to mine as well. What a scene. Edward in bones, muscles and flesh… to witness him again. To have him back. What a gift.
Of course it is wrong to feel this way, after his thoughtless departure, but to have Edward back again is beyond imagination.
Actually, it is well in the boundaries of imagination because it’s the only happily ever after and besides, Edward would not have been such a major part of Twilight if he were to just leave and never come back. When you put yourself in Bella’s shoes, or rather emotions, you are bound to experience the same head spinning and gratifying relief. Truly this is the most miraculous miracle there ever was. To have your Edward back. Is there anything else that really matters?
I don’t say this as Edward Cullen, the protagonist in Stephenie Meyer’s fictitious novel, Twilight, no not at all. The idea of Edward, the very idea of Edward, perfection. To attain this, what more could really be?
The idea of Edward is what attracts me to him most. That degree of “good”. The possibility that such “good” could exist.
So, I don’t think it as a dream come true hot vampire coming to me, I see it as wow. Am I really on the receiving end of pure perfection and all that ever mattered, matters and will matter?