A/N: Hey this is a poem based on New Moon and sadly i do not own the Twilight Series or any of its wonderful charters they are all the creation of Stephenie Meyer.
My Angel
Gone
He was gone
I was alone
Life
What's the point
He is gone
Never coming back
The is someone new
But it does not matter
Every time I'm with the new one
I think of him
Only him
Over the edge
That's where I jumped
I was not pushed
I chose this
I wanted this
A release from life
Breathe
Pulled to the surface
Like it matters
I walk away
Surprise
Excitement
Alice
Racing
Running
Towards him
My angel
Almost too late
I feel his embrace
He whispers of sweet nothings
A promise to change
Will it be done
I wish it so
Home again
Just a dream
That's all it was
Or so it seems
Cold as ice
But fire within me he makes
Still as a boulder
He stands by my side
Here is where I want to be forever
In the arms of an angel
My angel
My Edward