I left her. I left her. I left her. I left my Bella. These thoughts just wouldn't -couldn't- stop running through my head as I ran. Ran far from Forks, far from my family, far from Bella. I couldn't believe that I'd told my only love that I didn't want her. I was stupid. That was putting it blunt, would could say. I wanted to go back, get on my hands and knees, and pray for forgiveness. It was too late now. Too late to turn back.

This world will never be

What I expected

And if I don't belong

Who would have guessed it

I will not leave alone

Everything that I own

To make you feel like it's not too late

It's never too late

Then again…was I too late? Could I go back? I'd once heard that it was never too late to go back on love. Was this true? Probably not. Sure, I knew that she would have every right to be pissed off at me, and I'd accept my punishment…even if she sent me away again. The thought sent spiky chills up my spine, if that was possible. That's when I knew what I had to do. I had to go back, at least see how she was doing, even if from a distance.

Even if I say

It'll be alright

Still I hear you say

You want to end your life

Now and again we try

To just stay alive

Maybe we'll turn it all around

'Cause it's not too late

It's never too late

I turned then and ran back. I was running from New York to Forks, that was a feat of it's own. I didn't want to have to face my family -coven- in Denali, not in the state I was in. Surely enough, Alice would have seen my choice by now, and was informing everyone else. I just hoped that I got to Bella before they did, I didn't want them to give her self-pity, I wanted to get to her first, before she could hear what they had to say on my departure.

No one will ever see

This side reflected

And if there's something wrong

Who would have guessed it

And I have left alone