a/n: Wrote a Thomas and Edward poem because I still have a hell of a lot of feels about them. Not sure how I feel about it, but meh, upload it anyway. I can always remove it if I decide it's a horrible disgrace and must be ridden of immediately.

When I cleared away your body,
I found it hard to breathe,
As I stripped away the blood stained sheets,
I was dumbfounded,

Not willing to believe,
That we would no longer be bounded,
Together in this hospital, so bleak.

That there was no longer a chance,

For the two of us to speak.

I had been far to meek,

Never told you what I wished to seek.

In my chest,

My heart it pounded,

As I saw you lying there,

It was all too much to bear,

As I stood and stared,

Unprepared,

With your blood puddling at my feet,

Don't think of yourself as weak.

In all truth I was astounded,

How you made me so feel so grounded.
And through your blindness,
You taught me how to see.
And although my past was empty,
Your soul filled up my world,
And made me seek,
A happy ending,

Showing me my life was yet to be unfurled.

I encouraged you to keep the hope.

I said 'try not to mope.'
You soon seeped through my walls,

And before long,

I heard true love call,

And my heart was opened up again,

After I thought it had been slain,

But then again,

If anyone were to reign my soul,

It would have been you after all,

For you were a rather dashing swain,

I thought us rather twain.

I thank you,

You made a man out of me,
And for that,

I'll love you till the end.

But please know,
I only ever wanted to hold you so,
Only wished to see you smile,

Whist I sat with you awhile.

But as I mopped away the grime,
I knew that it was time,
To say goodbye,
And make myself certain,

That this would be our final curtain,
And that you wouldn't be returning,
At any particular time.

After all,

I'm a medical practitioner,

Not a healer of the blind,

The one who needed,

Just a bit more time.