Short Poem About Edward's first encounter with Bella
Blood runs through your veins pumping harder and harder. My self control wavers, your smell is so captivating. Your heart speeds up as you notice me staring unblinking at your creamy white neck. You run your hand through your hair self consciously.
Mistake.
Your sweet smell washes over me hitting me with great force . My fangs began to sharpen. My eyes are changing colour. I don't have to see i know. Everything becomes a blur as i focus on your neck.
Its beautiful, creamy, no marks.
I want to be the first to sink my teeth into your neck. Drink your blood that beautiful sweet blood. It calls to me like a sirens song to the hopeless sailors.
The bell rang and i ran from the room. I cannot crack. I will not crack. I am strong.
For now..