Some say that a perfect life is impossible to occur. That to every good there is a bad. To every laugh is a cry. And to every cheese is a chocolate. But maybe they were wrong. I mean, look at me. I have been to Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, and the Orange Islands and have met lots of people and pokemon. I'm now traveling with Iris and Cilan in Unova and their great. Pikachu and the other pokemon are great friends, although snivy and emolga aren't the...best of friends. Anyway, I like the way things are and hope that it never changes...almost. I had a friend a while back, and she was a girl... in a way. She had a face of an angel, but the heart of a chilly winter. Although, winter ends a one point, and the spring in her heart blooms into a red rose. And sure she has thorns but it won't hurt it you don't touch them. In fact, I remember I made a poem for her that I never had a chance to read to her
Sapphire eyes that glow in the dark Her anger shows sometimes in her heart Even so, I know, she was nice from the start
I remember she pulled me out of the water She was the light and i saw her
Maybe I may sound stupid for saying I hate you when you are complaining She was mad, and then we fight Though at the end of the day, we are all right Yes we are all right
Maybe i should see hear again Because she was my best friend And still is my best friend