# Squandered

Author: cge0361
Tags: Cyndaquil, Poetry, Pokemon, Quilava, Short, Short Story, Typhlosion, free verse

#1 of Odds, Ends, and April 1st's

I remember the day that I received my first pokemon.  
"Today, I am a young man, like my older classmates!"  
You smelled like the kennel; as I bathed you, I discovered your secret.  
"What are the odds I'd get stuck with a girl cyndaquil?"  
I never wanted to look like a pansy.

You found a pink ribbon, and wore it with pride.

I remember how you would defend me when I was bullied.  
"Just give him a shove, she'll pop right out to help!"  
You made it a game for them; they hit me, just to see you react.  
"Why does she have to embarrass me like this?"  
I never wanted to look like a coward.

You licked my wounds, and expected to be praised.

I remember being stood-up by my date for the prom.  
"As if she would actually go out with someone like me!"  
You gave me more than a comforting hug; I was afraid, of what might come next.  
"Don't you know that what you are doing is disgusting and wrong?"  
I never wanted to look like a pervert.

You cried in your sleep, and awoke a different person.

I remember filling my life with school, work, and more work.  
"I will become successfull, no matter what it takes!"  
You tried to stay close to me; I pushed you away, any way I could.  
"Haven't you noticed that I don't have time for you anymore?"  
I never wanted anything more than a normal life.

You handed me your ball, and I deactivated it for you.

I remember lying exhausted in my bed, barely making ends-meet.  
"Is this my normal life, or was I living it before?"  
I bought a doll shaped like you; I added a ribbon, and clutch it in bed.  
"I am a pansy, I am a coward, I am a pervert, and I need you more than ever!"  
I never wanted to feel this cold.

I swallow all of the pills, and pray you can forgive me.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/7ejPgQ7n
Part of the series Odds, Ends, and April 1st's
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