BudCharles

“Why do you have to leave? Why do they have to take you away from me? It’s not fair!” I say through welling tears. Quilava rests a paw on my shoulder, looking up at my face with a sympathetic, reassuring smile, a single tear running down his cheek. “I don’t want to leave you either, trainer. I love you, and I always will.” “But... *why?*” I almost shout, hugging the Pokémon close, knowing this could be the last time I ever feel the warmth and softness of his fur. I lean my face against his, and he nuzzles into my cheek. “Everything I’ve ever done, I did for you, trainer, even

I wish I never loved you But I really want you back I want to see your face again I want to burn your photograph I want to stop caring Or I want to just die I want to be there with you Don't want to say goodbye Don't know what I am without you Know that I'm not me My love is just enslavement I wanna be set free I was always lonely But now I'm on my own Every day I'm homeless While I hide in my own home Waves crash, it's a storm I can't weather God, please tell me why I'm not getting better I can't handle that you're gone forever And only music can keep me together It’s all for nought, my words, my letters I stood no chance with yo