One of the many poems that I have of Bella when Edward leaves her.
disclaimer. Stephenie Meyer owns it all
1. Chapter 1
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When you said those words to me-
That us what started this hole.
It is what started, and what ended
Many things in my life
Every time I think of you,
It digs a deeper hole
A hole in my chest-my heart
Deeper and deeper it goes
Bigger, burning, aching, digging
The pain starts from my heart
It makes its way to the tip of my toes
To the top of my head
And then back down again
The hole burns-
Until what I think might
Be the end of my heart, my life
There is no point any more-
And so that is why, my dear Edward
I lean and fall-
Plunging myself into an eternity of darkness.