He asks me in a somber tone 
Would you rather I just leave you alone 
No! I cry
Like Bella convinced she’s gonna die 
Before her boy gets back
But you’re no Edward to attack
The nearest bulletproof undead survivor 
I told you that I was a writer 
Did you ever guess 
You’d be the secret I confess 
On an empty page
And my silent rage 
At being so dumb 
It’s 2011 and I am young 
And I never saw 
The brave outlaw 
With woman in tow 
If I’d’ve known would I have let it go
And get that far
He tells me that he plays guitar
And writes his own music
But would you choose it
If you’d’ve known better 
I look outward at the weather
It’s pathetic fallacy
Raining down on you and me 
In the seasons we grow 
I love everything you stand for, so
I guess I still feel the same 
I call you by your second name 
That I may one day share
Is it laughter or do you care
Like a desperate housewife
Longing to just share her life
With a man she met
And cannot forget
Though her principles try
To give verse to the lie
That we’re sold 
A woman can be brave and bold
And speak her mind 
I didn’t leave you behind