New Moon (Twilight, #2)

by Stephenie Meyer

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.

Love is irrational, I reminded myself. The more you loved someone, the less sense anything made.

“Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars—points of light and reason.… And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars