Take a guess where this is. Hint it is Bella Point of view.
Is it better to run or to hide?
Should I let my doubt eat my insides?
Should I let my love go?
Should I go and sell my soul?
The despair, ever so cold, is creeping up behind me, and telling me to let go.
I see his eyes.
Full of disappointment.
Full of sorrow.
I let him down.
I let go.
I'm drowning in the pain.
I'm the star of this set.
And then I hear an angel.
Saving me.
But his voice so familiar.
The voice so sad,
He has lost some one
Someone he once had
Maybe I never let go.
Maybe I still have my soul
And maybe he still loves me.
But I might never know.
The Angel tells me to hold on.
And to not let go.
I'm drowning in pain.
But I don't let it show.
I let go of everything.
To save what I love.
But maybe I was wrong.
Maybe I should have never went.
Maybe I wouldn't be in this mess.
I want to open my eyes.
And find my love.
I pray to the stars above.
I still haven't let go.