I am a lion. Or so they say. A sick, masochistic Lion. I fell in love with the most beautiful Lamb. I am so selfish. She doesn't deserve a monster like me. She says I have a soul, but I don't believe that's true. I'm going to hell. I deserve it. I wish she would stay away from me. It's what's best for her. Me away from her, that's another story. But I don't care what happens to me. I put her in danger, and numerous amounts of times, that danger has almost led to her death...how stupid I am. She needs someone to keep her safe, to protect her. All my attempts are so much as feeble. But still, she doesn't seem to care. I care. I would die a thousand deaths for her, just so she could live. I can't stand to be away from her though, and she can't stand to be away from me. Two halves that make a whole...or so they say. She deserves so much better. But it's a little late for that, wouldn't you say?
So, dear friend, now you know my secret. The Lion is really a coward... even if they don't say so. She thinks differently, but it does no matter. I know what I am. The heartless, selfish monster that lives in everyone's nightmares. She doesn't even realize it. But I do. And so, the sick, cowardly, masochistic Lion continues his life without a soul. In love with a Lamb much stronger than he is, and he hates himself for it. I really am sick, aren't I? Sick, cowardly and masochistic. My secret is your, dear friend. Don't forget it.
-Edward Cullen