This poem takes place during New Moon. Now everybody writes a "woe is me" poem for New Moon, but did we forget it was the best moments of Jacob's life? No leeches to worry about, just Bella and him.
My Game Plan
I can't say I felt horrible
when that bloodsucker left.
Although the consequence was great
for Bella was bereft.
I stood by her crazy attempts
at moving on from there.
I worried 'bout her day and night
I showed her that I care.
She was so close to getting well
my feelings left no doubt.
But then she jumped and almost drowned
the window, my chance flew out.