Mr Pikachu~

Manar Yehia
1 min readDec 1, 2023

Thank you for choosing me.

My Deceased Pikachu

You were the sunshine to my sunset.
The way you called me made me shed a tear.
The smile I had when you went all rampage,
You never gave away you’d disappear.

You left me a whole lot of sunshine,
I still can’t believe it was just one year.
The way you healed me and loved me,
Made me question what you see when you look at me.

That loving gaze I will always miss,
Your endless kisses and Pika-a-poos!
I do know you still exist,
I will always love you more than the rest.

In my memory, I want you to live.
Yet, my fingers are cold, without your loving hold.
Oh Pika, my baby bad boy~
I miss you already, today, every day, forever, and always.

Tell me it’s going to be okay,
and knock my finger like you did the first day.

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Manar Yehia
Manar Yehia

Written by Manar Yehia

MA researcher who loves language learning, reading, writing, poetry, and psychology.

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