This is AAML/Pokeshipping/SatoKasu. If that offends you, go die >=(
I posted the first version of this poem onto DevArt under Asycath. This is a new version of the same poem.
It is from Misty's POV. It has been many, many years since the day by the river, and Misty's love for Ash is beginning to turn her crazy as she realizes Ash is never coming back. Not dark, as such, but quite obscure and sad.
I posted the first version of this poem onto DevArt under Asycath. This is a new version of the same poem.
It is from Misty's POV. It has been many, many years since the day by the river, and Misty's love for Ash is beginning to turn her crazy as she realizes Ash is never coming back. Not dark, as such, but quite obscure and sad.
Messy black hair and warm hazel eyes;
Faded images of you in my hazed mind.
Every second that passes is another precious mile
Seperating you and me.
The world has slowed down, time has stopped,
Feels like there's nothing left,
Just the space inbetween saying goodbye,
And being with you once more,
Yet it's been so long, it's all turning sepia.
Like memories with blurry edges
Your lost from my waking world.
Sometimes, I think I see you,
From the corner of my eye,
People say its paranoia,
I know it's the lonlieness inside.
How many years now? I've stopped counting,
Kanto, Johto, those days are gone now.
Unspoken legends in my subconscience,
Drifting away from me.
I love you and it makes my heart hurt.
Like memories with blurry edges,
Those that play with fire get burnt.
The outside world's been shut away,
Nothing good ever became of it.
Since our very last day,
I've been lost in my own fuzzy mindscape
Wishing my life away.
I speak your name, Ash,
But my voice sounds odd, so little used
Words cannot convey my emotions
Locked away in a world of fantasy.
I wonder briefly what you are,
Ash Ketchum, holder of my heart
But then I know, and I smile in the half-light
Your a memory with blurred edges
A figure no longer existing in my waking world
Faded images of you in my hazed mind.
Every second that passes is another precious mile
Seperating you and me.
The world has slowed down, time has stopped,
Feels like there's nothing left,
Just the space inbetween saying goodbye,
And being with you once more,
Yet it's been so long, it's all turning sepia.
Like memories with blurry edges
Your lost from my waking world.
Sometimes, I think I see you,
From the corner of my eye,
People say its paranoia,
I know it's the lonlieness inside.
How many years now? I've stopped counting,
Kanto, Johto, those days are gone now.
Unspoken legends in my subconscience,
Drifting away from me.
I love you and it makes my heart hurt.
Like memories with blurry edges,
Those that play with fire get burnt.
The outside world's been shut away,
Nothing good ever became of it.
Since our very last day,
I've been lost in my own fuzzy mindscape
Wishing my life away.
I speak your name, Ash,
But my voice sounds odd, so little used
Words cannot convey my emotions
Locked away in a world of fantasy.
I wonder briefly what you are,
Ash Ketchum, holder of my heart
But then I know, and I smile in the half-light
Your a memory with blurred edges
A figure no longer existing in my waking world