This is of Brock's POV. This is the night before he leaves to go back to
pallet when he stays at Professor Ivy's lab.
Well, Here I am again. Lieing in bed late at night with no sleep to soon come to my tired eyes. I remember sleep. When i was with Ash and Misty....Misty....Ah, why can't I stop thinking of her? She's all i've been thinking about night after night since i have been here. I feel warm tears stinging at my eyes at night, when i think of her. And i can't figure out why.
Misty, she has the face of an angel, Pretty eyes that shine,beautiful long red hair that flows like a river of silk. If she had wings she would be an angel. Is that why i can't get her out of my mind? Is that why I cry over her everynight? Is it because of that rare beauty that girl holds? I love her, i can't deny it anymore. I can't keep pretending, i gotta tell her. But how? I just couldn't get up in the middle of the night and run to her....could I? No...i can't...to risky.
My heart aches though, so badly. I need to run to her, take her in my arms. Make her see how sorry I am that shouldn't be so hard. Instead i lie here miserable.Miserable because i'm a fool, A fool for leaving her,and leaving her because i'm a fool.
I toss over on my side trying to get her beautiful image out of my head. No, if i give in to the temptation now i could miss the oppurtinity to learn alot about Pokemon here at the lab, but misty......
That's It! I can't take anymore of this! I grab my bags pack up and write a note to professor Ivy that i am leaving to meet back up with my old friends. She'll probably hate me when she finds it,but right now i don't care. My heart is hurting, I need to go back to where i belong.
I lay the paper down the bed, which i neatly made back up. I silently close the front door and start down the path. Misty, i'm coming home to you.
Well, Here I am again. Lieing in bed late at night with no sleep to soon come to my tired eyes. I remember sleep. When i was with Ash and Misty....Misty....Ah, why can't I stop thinking of her? She's all i've been thinking about night after night since i have been here. I feel warm tears stinging at my eyes at night, when i think of her. And i can't figure out why.
Misty, she has the face of an angel, Pretty eyes that shine,beautiful long red hair that flows like a river of silk. If she had wings she would be an angel. Is that why i can't get her out of my mind? Is that why I cry over her everynight? Is it because of that rare beauty that girl holds? I love her, i can't deny it anymore. I can't keep pretending, i gotta tell her. But how? I just couldn't get up in the middle of the night and run to her....could I? No...i can't...to risky.
My heart aches though, so badly. I need to run to her, take her in my arms. Make her see how sorry I am that shouldn't be so hard. Instead i lie here miserable.Miserable because i'm a fool, A fool for leaving her,and leaving her because i'm a fool.
I toss over on my side trying to get her beautiful image out of my head. No, if i give in to the temptation now i could miss the oppurtinity to learn alot about Pokemon here at the lab, but misty......
That's It! I can't take anymore of this! I grab my bags pack up and write a note to professor Ivy that i am leaving to meet back up with my old friends. She'll probably hate me when she finds it,but right now i don't care. My heart is hurting, I need to go back to where i belong.
I lay the paper down the bed, which i neatly made back up. I silently close the front door and start down the path. Misty, i'm coming home to you.
