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!