A/N: So, I had to write a sonnet for my Western Humanities II class. Unknowingly, I managed to base it off Twilight. I didn't notice this until after I had already submitted it to my class. This is probably the result of me waiting until an hour before the deadline. :]
Disclaimer:I don't own Twilight. The characters in this sonnet are not owned by me. All credit goes to the wonderful Stephanie Meyer. Only the idea belongs to me.
Silent Whispers
Silent whispers echo through her skin,
Hands pull her closer to him than before,
Together they lie vainly in their sin,
The lust shines in their eyes an ochre shade.
Tears fall quickly as he begins to walk,
Never has she felt such hollowing pain,
As the absence sends her into a shock,
She doesn't know how to fix the broken chain.
Her heart pounds when she sees him instantly,
He at once begins to apologize,
She knows she must decide inwardly,
For her thoughts she can't even vocalize.
To those that wonder of their final tale,
They belong to only their own fable.
