Inside the mind of Edward Cullen,
She walks with such grace, almost hovering slightly above the over polished floor. Everyone just stops and stares at this goddess in all her glory as if she was in slow motion. I had never seen beauty like this in all my life. She is pure, delicate, nobody else seems to exist in her presence. How ridiculous, embarrassing even to entertain the thought we could be together. Yet that look, yes the look that made you think that there's just that tiniest possibility that she could be yours forever. I was blessed with getting the look or at least what I thought the look was. For me I imagined that she only kept that precious raise of the eyebrow twinkle in the eye bottled up for me, when we would cross paths. That's what kept me going, all I had in the world was that look.
Every time I inhaled her sent I was flying high, she is my drug, my own personal topical rain forest nothing could ever compare to it in the slightest. I analyse everything she dose to figure out what is going on inside her unknown thoughts that I would do anything to posses. She makes me so anxious and insane, how can I feel these human emotions? How can a monster whom is supposed to be damned for eternity, allowed to feel so good, happy, blissful, I don't deserve it, I can't possibly be worthy of such affection from a human soul in which I could so easily destroy. I must stop this, I must leave but I can't I'm drawn to her and no matter how hard I try to warn her from me, she too feels that pull. We are magnets to each other unable to part even for the shortest amount of time as it killing us both . I believe there is no other solution than to be together but how selfish of me to take something I should never be allowed to have. I am Adam in the garden of Eden stealing the forbidden fruit in which I stuck its juices dry and leave it a crumbled mess of death. I just pray my self control can save me now or else live a life of agonizing torture.