Again, I try:

A story.

By: Oinkster

For a long time I’ve been alone. So alone, sometimes I feel like I can crawl into a hole and freeze there, forever. Then I think about her. She warms my broken heart. I wanted her to be happy, so when she found out she was the new gym leader, I told her to go. I wasn’t about to selfishly hold her back. She left. We talk every now and again; I tell her I’m ok. I don’t really want her to worry about me. Even though I haven’t seen her in 3 years. At night I wish could tell her how much I care. Sometimes I think about how I should have told her not to go. Not to go because I love her. Because she means the world to me, makes me happier beyond compare, no matter how much we fought.

What I would do to get you back, here with me. Everyday my heart breaks more. She is so far away. You know sometimes, I feel like she thinks of me the same way. I hope she does. I really do. But I have to say beneath all of this gloom there is a happy story. My life was very similar to the cliché roller coaster. At age 20, I knew that I couldn’t just sit here and let myself rot away. It was time for me to leave Cherry grove, and get going.

This is only the beginning of it. There are more chapters coming. J