Everything about Twilight Saga and Robert Pattinson
Monday, February 23, 2009
Esquire Best Dressed
Dashing, sexy, panty dissolver, cool, BEAUTIFUL... I don't have enough adjectives for how Rob looked at the Oscar's. Even though Esquire still seems to think Rob makes 14 year old's hearts flutter our Robsessors beg to differ, right ladies?
The scruff is to die for. Well done Rob. Well done indeed...
But most significant in this tidal wave of happiness was the surest fact of all: I was with Edward. Forever.
I knew it was working then, so I concentrated even harder, dredging up specific memories I’d saved for this moment, letting them flood my mind, and hopefully his as well. Some of the memories were not clear – dim human memories, seen through weak eyes and heard through weak ears: the first time I’d seen his face… the way it felt when he’d held me in the meadow… the sound of his voice through the darkness of my faltering consciousness when he’d saved me from James… his face as he waited under a canopy of flowers to marry me… every precious moment from the island… his cold hands touching our baby through my skin… And the sharp memories, perfectly recalled: his face when I’d opened my eyes to my new life, to the endless dawn of immortality… that first kiss… that first night…
Now you know. No one’s ever loved anyone as much as I love you.
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