Alright. Here we go. The first of the four-shot. This one is short. I'm thinking of rewriting it later. I don't own Pokemon people.
Fall - Pokeshipping
He looks at her so sweetly. His kisses are for her. Every last one. What hope do I have against her? Damn it. Why did Melody have to be so perfect, so sweet, so special... I knew it was only a matter of time. Before he found someone, someone who told him they loved him. Now look t me.
I'm broken. I cry for him everyday. Wishing he'd come running for me. But it isn't happening. Because he's with Melody. All I can say is she is precious.
I hope she knows, he is too. He's beautiful, amazing and compassionate. And I love him. With all my heart.
But he's not mine. He's hers. So now I must think. Do I smile? Wish them happiness? Or do I cry? And pray them apart.
I know the answer and I know what I must do. Gathering my courage I tilt my head to look at him. Ash's eyes bear into mine begging for an opinion.
I smile falsely and tell him I'm happy. I tell him she loves him. I tell him she's perfect for him. I tell them they're perfect.
Then something happens. He looks at me, takes my hands and smiles. He tells me my opinion is everything and he's glad I approve of Melody.
I smile and make an excuse. I must get away from him before I do something stupid. Watching his brown eyes glow with happiness should be enough. We bid goodbye and I walk away.
He runs to her and swings her around. They are so happy. His happiness should be enough for me. But it's not. And won't ever be. Because I love him.
Now whenever I walk the peaceful streets of Pallet Town, he's in my mind. Him and her. Happy. Why can't I find someone like that? That's right! I did. But I lost him. To her. I lost him.
Sometimes I blamed the turn of events, the situation, but then I think there was another time I should of said something. I always choked on those three words.
Now I walk slowly away from him. It's hard but it must be done. He's no mine, never was and never will be. But i can't help but love him. I'm unbalanced. Incomplete.
I look at them and my heart breaks. They're happy. I want that. But I can't have that. When I see those big brown eyes. Laughing, smiling and joyful, I cry. I cry because I know. That my life is a tightrope. My balance has shifted. And when I see him again, I will lose my balance.
And I will Fall.
A/N There you have it folks. The first of the four-shot I'm writing. Poor, poor Misty :( Gah! :( sad stories are so… sad. Oh well hope you liked it. They are all gonna be sad so bear with me :) I love you guys! R&R! Vote on my poll! Read BFFs and Runaway Runway! I'll update this on a two day cycle! luv ya!
- Liv2Laugh00