Growing up
Copyright- Pokemon or its characters do not belong to me
For so many years I had dreamed of
them. Waited for the day I could
make my own destiny. Naive and young
I believed it would make me complete.
The day I became a trainer.
Blindly unaware that dream was
unravelling I continued. During the gruelling
opening days we fought enemies within and
without the land. Corners were rubbed till we
became a perfect circle.
He trusted everything in me, with
every glance, every touch he showed his love.
I thought it was enough. The circle was corrupted
from within. As time wore on, only the barest
thread of my dream remained.
Monotony set in. And with it the
harsh truth of reality. He was not enough.
It was not my journey to take. Tears fell as
the circle collapsed within itself. The last
thread slipped out of place. I began my life anew.