It was not my idea…to fall in love with such a girl.
It was not my idea…to want her to become a part of my secret world.
It was not my idea…to want her to be with me.
No, I believe it to be instinct.
I use to sing songs for Luna.
Till she came along.
Now, I only want to sing lullabies for Bella.
Til the breaking of dawn...
She has become a piece of my heart.
A ray of light in my consistent dark.
My only exception to feel for another.
She speaks of me as her best friend…a brother.
I know I must keep a safe distance.
The space is unbearable.
But I do believe that she is worth the risk.
How I wish I could let her see this…
It was not my idea…to want her.
It was not my idea…to need her.
It was not my idea…to love her.
No, I believe it to be nature.
She called me to be her sunshine.
When the clouds rolled in.
But compared to an eclipse…this was just a fight I could not win.
I have the urge to protect her.
I just want to be so much.
I feel the need to be her savior.
Someone she can trust.
Yet still, her heart sings for a monster.
Her blood pumps to the tune of his hunger.
She holds within her a seed of love, a safe coven.
She holds within her a deepened love for a Cullen.
I will never change her mind.
It will not take persuasion, nor will it take time.
I feel for someone, who could never be mine.
It was not my idea…to need her so.
It was not my idea…to want her to know.
It was not my idea…to give her me.
No, it was pure love indeed.