Like a Ghost

by Akasha101

What if Bella Died. How would Edward react. This is a poem from edwards point of view.

Her scent haunts the town,

Like a ghost haunting a house.

Torturing me,

Killing me.

Her scent is like a match,

Licking at my cold hard skin.

I burn all over.

Unable to cry,

Unable to die.

I should have never had left.

I never thought it would be possible,

But I forgot how human she was.

I may be unable to cry,

But she could.

I may be unable to die,

But she could,

And she did.

Her scent haunts me,

Like a ghost haunting a house.

Torturing me,

Killing me.