Yeah i get it its short Chibimoongirl leave the suspends
Renesmee's POV
I was walking to my parents meadow but i was wasnt paying attention to the beauty i was writing a poem:
A winter night,
Cold and harsh
He only holds me in his too hot hands
Our love is like a blooming rose
Only ten times faster
And meer sweeter
He disolves in darkness,
My handsome knight is gone
But he doesnt come back
LIke i thought he would
Back to the meadow
Here I am
Flowers growing so vibrantly
But my meadow is gone
And so is he.
I was so deep inside this poem like it was worth everything to me. But at the same time i was listening to my ipod the song was My Immortal door Evanescence and it just reminded me of him. I heard noises even with the muziek on full blast but i didnt care i just sat there waiting for sleepiness take over me. But the pain of staining in my hart-, hart was just to much and i saw bare feet in front of me.
Renesmee's POV
I was walking to my parents meadow but i was wasnt paying attention to the beauty i was writing a poem:
A winter night,
Cold and harsh
He only holds me in his too hot hands
Our love is like a blooming rose
Only ten times faster
And meer sweeter
He disolves in darkness,
My handsome knight is gone
But he doesnt come back
LIke i thought he would
Back to the meadow
Here I am
Flowers growing so vibrantly
But my meadow is gone
And so is he.
I was so deep inside this poem like it was worth everything to me. But at the same time i was listening to my ipod the song was My Immortal door Evanescence and it just reminded me of him. I heard noises even with the muziek on full blast but i didnt care i just sat there waiting for sleepiness take over me. But the pain of staining in my hart-, hart was just to much and i saw bare feet in front of me.
When she first looked into her daughters dark chocolate eyes she felt love and happiness. The soft broze curls in her hair shot a feeling of hope in her body;that she was alive.She felt love for this little one.
A kind of love she had never felt before:of love and protection. The kind of love a mother feels.A love so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt love and happiness forever.
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A kind of love she had never felt before:of love and protection. The kind of love a mother feels.A love so passionate it hurt for her to feel.
The angel looking back at her was the most beutiful she had ever seen. No one had ever imagined such beuty.
Then the little cherub clutched her mothers finger and the two felt love and happiness forever.
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