My Pikachu

I love my Pikachu

With her beautiful eyes

So blue!

I could stare into them forever

And be happy

I love my Pikachu

With her beautiful hair

Just barely covering one eye

I could stroke it for all eternity

And be happy

I love my Pikachu

With her beautiful laugh

Giving me a purpose

I could spend my life trying to make it emerge

And be happy

But

Because this is life

And

Because nothing is fair

Pikachu had to run away

And

Because of reasons unknown

Pikachu now hates me

Her words sting like thunderbolts

Her anger like a shocking aura

My tears are fried before they reach the ground

My heart stopped beating

Shocked into submission by my Pikachu

And yet

I still crawl my way towards her

Reaching desperately

For my Pikachu

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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