Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight or the associated characters

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight or the associated characters. The song belongs to Alanis.

Uninvited

"Edward," you rasp lightly as my mouth connects with your exposed throat. It's simply amazing how a slight touch can send you over the edge - running to the arms of death. I let my teeth drag over the sensitive skin under your chin. I have never felt this for anyone before; however, it won't be long. I can't let this life become yours. However willing you are, you're not invited to my world.

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

I can see the look in your eyes as you watch my reactions to your gentle hands. Your kisses are the sweetest thing I have ever tasted. My sweet, fragile Bella, this is only temporary. " Edward, I love you," you whisper as if the world might hear. I take my stone hand and trace your face. " I know," comes from my dead lips. My eyes speaking the truth, you can't stay.

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepherd meet shepherd
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Your body willingly conforms to my hands. Gentle curves molding to my every whim, it is intoxicating. My favorite thing to do now is explore this new map you have given me, and when you speak my souls sings your lullaby. Your words powerful yet wrong. This is wrong. Bella, you are not one of us.

Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

My soul is ripping to shreds as I leave your quaking form in the forest. Your soft voice repeatedly saying my name, as if that will bring me back. I'm sorry Bella, but this is how it had to end. You are everything I ever wanted – craved. Yet, I can't destroy your soul. You are worthy of heaven and all that follows. "Goodbye love," I whisper as I break into a run. My life, my hell isn't yours to share.

I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate
I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate

And the lion fell in love with the lamb . . .

What a stupid lamb . . .