A/N: This is my first Twilight fic, the characters are a bit OOC, but I hope you like it. J All human.

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They are Stephenie Meyer’s. Edward Cullen owns me though J

It was a beautiful day and I decided to go out for a walk. I went en route to our meadow… that is what it will always be to me… our meadow. I closed my eyes, and it was as if I was transported back in time to when he was here… with me. I still remember how it was when he first brought me here; it was our refuge, the only place that we can actually call ours. I fell in love with him when we were together, and I fell even deeper in love with him when we were apart. Strange, isn’t it? How in all those times I was away from him, he was the only one who dominated my thoughts. Even when I reached the peak of the career I wanted, he was there.

FLASHBACK

“Edward, where on earth are you taking me?” I asked, exasperated.

“Oh Bella, you are so impatient, you’ll see it soon enough.” He answered, wearing that smile of his, my smile…

“You know I hate surprises. So why not just tell me now?” I asked sweetly.

“Sorry honey, not happening.” He said. I sighed with great resignation; he’s not going to let me win this time. We kept on walking through the woods until we came to a small clearing and I gasped.

“Do you like it? I found it when I was a small boy wandering about. It was my own secret place, and I was kind of hoping it will be our secret place from now on.” I looked around me, it was all so beautiful. The meadow gave me a strong sense of peace and I suddenly flung myself around him. He was letting me into his own secret place and willing for me to share it with him. It was very endearing.

“Thank you for sharing this with me.” I whispered, looking deep into his eyes as our mouths like magnets locked in a sweet kiss.

End of Flashback

I sighed and slowly opened my eyes; I was dumbstruck when I saw his deep green eyes staring back at me. It was too late for us, I reminded myself. He was getting married in two weeks, at least that’s what I heard when I first came to town this morning, after all these years. My heart clenched when I heard the news. I never stopped loving him, you know? I don’t know why, I just never did. And honestly, what was I thinking going back here hoping that everything is as I left it five years ago? Maybe I deserve this for leaving. For choosing a dream I thought I wanted, a dream that I thought would make me happy over the person I love. I did what I thought I had to do, and it only made me miserable. And you know what the best part is? I told him to not wait for me, I told him to find his happiness because I might never come back. And now, I’m afraid of the consequences of my actions because he did what I asked him to do… he moved on with his life and became the happily engaged man I’m looking at right now.