She was going to win.
i.
She was going to be the Champion, beat Team Plasma,
and win.
But her precise plan got screwed and distorted,
her steps were rewired [and malfunctioned]
She had to beat Team Plasma first,
and the title will be hers later.
So she had time on her side,
but it began to oppose her.
Mock her.
She heard clocks tick around her,
and her petite body ached with no passion.
Circuits break,
damage arises.
She continued to stay still,
her nerves creating a diabolical plan against her.
Sweat beaded her forehead like a little girl creating a childish [breakable] necklace.
Time was her opponent,
and he looked at her with decaying eyes.
1, 2, 3
Why.
He began to move his mouth,
but no words tumbled through.
4, 5
Why.
She strained her throat and the sound of crackling leaves held her tone.
He was her friend.
He was suppose to be [hers]
6, 7
Silence fell over the two,
and her thoughts wanted to break through.
He was her friend,
he is her friend.
He was suppose to be hers.
And they still are friends.
8.
"It's overtime, my old friend."
and her heart broke into pieces.
A/N: Okay, so alot of you guys reviewed my last AkuMei fic and I really appreciated all those reviews ;U; thank you all so much! I've never gotten so much reviews before, aha; So I got my hands on a computer and instead of doing my essay, I wrote this -w- I do hope you guys like this and thank you once more! BTW, I changed my writing style a little -w-