Well, this is kind of my first songfic, so let me know how I did. Disclaimer: If I owned pokemon, there would be morphs running around everywhere. Sadly, I don't.
A person was sitting on the edge of his bed, all the light in the room was coming from the muted TV and that barely illuminated him enough to see he was and espeon morph, his forked tail was moving slowly in the darkness. In his hand he held a picture frame and as the TV went to a brighter program it illuminated the picture of a beautiful female umbreon morph, winking at the camera and flashing a smile. The TV also illuminated his face, showing the tear stains on his fur and his eyes that held a distant look as he gazed upon the picture, rememberingwhen he had taken it. He glanced at the clock, the numbers glowed a bright red, 2:00 am. He looked back at the picture then got up slowly and locked the door, then he walked back over to the bed and sank down to his knees and started singing quietly to himself.
"I've got the lights turned off, the door is locked, the bedroom TVs on. Doing the only thing that gets me through the night since you've been gone. Praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight."
As he sang he lifted up the picture and ran a finger along her face once. He was past the point of tears. He'd cried himself dry. He paused for a breath then continued singing.
I made a bad miscalculation betting you would never leave. But if your getting on with your new life then where does that leave me? Praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight. Hoping that I didn't wait too long, that this is just the dark before the dawn."
Towards the end his voice almost rose to a yell. He was silently grateful he lived alone, so he wouldn't wake anyone. That was the last thing he needed. He continued singing in a calmer tone.
"Deep in my heart I know that you love me as much as I love you, and that you must be lying somewhere looking up to heaven too, praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight. I don't wanna spend another lonely night, I don't wanna spend another lonely night, I don't wanna spend another lonely night, praying for daylight."
As the last words faded he got up and placed the picture on the nightstand and turned off the TV. With a short flicker, the only light in the room came from the alarm clock, It's numbers glowed brightly in the darkness.
A person was sitting on the edge of his bed, all the light in the room was coming from the muted TV and that barely illuminated him enough to see he was and espeon morph, his forked tail was moving slowly in the darkness. In his hand he held a picture frame and as the TV went to a brighter program it illuminated the picture of a beautiful female umbreon morph, winking at the camera and flashing a smile. The TV also illuminated his face, showing the tear stains on his fur and his eyes that held a distant look as he gazed upon the picture, rememberingwhen he had taken it. He glanced at the clock, the numbers glowed a bright red, 2:00 am. He looked back at the picture then got up slowly and locked the door, then he walked back over to the bed and sank down to his knees and started singing quietly to himself.
"I've got the lights turned off, the door is locked, the bedroom TVs on. Doing the only thing that gets me through the night since you've been gone. Praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight."
As he sang he lifted up the picture and ran a finger along her face once. He was past the point of tears. He'd cried himself dry. He paused for a breath then continued singing.
I made a bad miscalculation betting you would never leave. But if your getting on with your new life then where does that leave me? Praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight. Hoping that I didn't wait too long, that this is just the dark before the dawn."
Towards the end his voice almost rose to a yell. He was silently grateful he lived alone, so he wouldn't wake anyone. That was the last thing he needed. He continued singing in a calmer tone.
"Deep in my heart I know that you love me as much as I love you, and that you must be lying somewhere looking up to heaven too, praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight, waiting for that morning sun, so I can act like my whole life ain't going wrong. Baby come back to me I swear I'll make it right. Don't make me spend another lonely night, praying for daylight. I don't wanna spend another lonely night, I don't wanna spend another lonely night, I don't wanna spend another lonely night, praying for daylight."
As the last words faded he got up and placed the picture on the nightstand and turned off the TV. With a short flicker, the only light in the room came from the alarm clock, It's numbers glowed brightly in the darkness.