A small poem I wrote about Edward's thoughts about Bella's choices. Tell me what you think XD
Such a foolish little lamb
Such a foolish little lamb
to not see what I truly am.
You rub away the outer
and only look at the inner; the sinner.
Yet do you care? No!
So when I had to go
you lied, and in your best efforts
tried to disguise your pain.
You went to him, the mutt,
the stupid little pup.
He played the game, oh yes he played it well
and from what I can only tell, succeeded
to sway you, pay you with meaningless prattle
and only deepened the battle
for your heart.
So where do I start?
A love note or two.
Is that what I have to do?
You've done it, you've had it.
Your life was there but you chose not to grab it.
Such a foolish little lamb to not see what I truly am.
Thanks for reading :) tell me what you think!
