(no subject)
Forks, Washington,
And suddenly you shy away from my
Body's warmth.
My muscles are hard as I can make 'em,
But that's not enough for you.
You want me to be cold and hard
Like a moving marble statue.
The only thing that you think you need
Is the one thing that I can never be.
You think you can't love me
Cause I'm not Edward Cullen.
I can wear sparkly makeup
And act all brave and sullen.
But you can't help but realize
These are golden contacts in my eyes,
So you think you can't be the
One and only girl for me.
