And he was in front of me again, standing two eet away, still as stone.
"As if you could fight me off," he said gently.
I sat without moving, more frightened of him than I had ever been. I’d never seen him so completely freed of that carefully cultivated facade.
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We sat like that for another immeasurable moment; I wondered if he could be as unwilling to move as I was.
Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made,
i drove for miles and miles and wound up at your door
i’ve had you so many times but somehow i want more
Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew — knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest — was how love gave someone the power to break you.