This is my first story on here ever. I'm not going to ask to go easy on it or anything. I get enough sympathy in reality, so I don't need it here! This is more of a poem than a story. If you guys like it then I might turn it into a prologue of something bigger. Let me know if you like this! I just kinda threw it together in 15 minutes.
Disclaimer: I, Rosalie R., hereby state that I own nothing related to the Twilight Saga! So help me, Saint Carlisle!
You're just gone...
Like out of thin air.
You were like an IV constantly feeding me life.
One second you were there and then you were gone.
Leaving me incapable of breathing and living.
I just sit around now waiting for you to come back.
Charlie thinks that I've gone into a comatose state.
Which is partly true, but if I was comatose then I wouldn't miss you.
But the thing is that I do, I yearn for you still.
It's not going to get better and there is no hope for life without you.
Did you just forget me?
Was everything you said a lie?
Every kiss, embrace, and moment of emotion a lie?
I'm starting to question my sanity.
Were you even real or will I wake up tomorrow?
You had to be real because I couldn't dream up your perfection.
It's impossible to dream of such an angel.
I need you, so please come back.
I'm useless without you here.
I just want you to be by my side again.
Please don't forget me and what we had, or at least what I thought we had.
I'm pretty sure I can't continue like this.. I'm broken now. I'm sorry I wasn't enough. Please fix me.
I can't continue on this way. I'm headed for the only solution I know.
Please... Come back.. Save me from myself.
Was that terrible? Haha! Hope not! Please just review no matter what! It's like my coffee! I need reviews!
Thanks!