Mike's Gift
LadyRose83
Copyright 2011
Just to let you know, this is my first in three things
1. First Power Rangers fic
2. First poem through here ever!
3. And yes, my first Memily fic
I thought about doing this for the longest time, but finding time to do this through my hectic life in which I don't plan on going into detail. This is based on Team Spirit. This is Mike's words through a poem, in which for me wasn't easy to think of (and write I might add). I'm not very good at poetry. I'm also not good at romantic stuff either. It's kinda out of my element for me… I think.
Anyways, please let me know what you think.
On with the fic/poem.
Emily was the last one to go to bed that night. They just celebrated her birthday in which she loved because her team was there with her. Smiles were spread around the room as the candles were blown, presents unwrapped, and food was eaten.
Once everything settled down and everything was cleaned up, it was decided that everyone called it a night. She went into her room and placed her gifts in the closet.
All but one.
It was a card with a piece of paper that was given to her by Mike. Emily took it to her bedside and opens the card up, catching the paper that fell out. She didn't get a chance to read what was on the paper at the party, Emily wanted to read it later, when she was alone. Sitting on her bed, she then reads what was written.
Watching you sleep I couldn't help but to think
How life can change in a second
My thoughts are only focused on you
How to save you from endless slumber
Each second that passes
I can't help to think about
How my heart is broken into pieces
When I see you like this
I feel helpless
I can't tell you the things that I want to tell you
Tell you how I feel
Tell you that I would give up my life for you
To not know if you feel the same way
Fighting everything that I have
And the sacrifice that I would have made to get you back
Because you are all I care about
Even though if I did lose my mortal life and never see you again
I would know that you will be okay
I am glad that there was another way to save you
I would miss your smile
Your eyes
The way you laugh
And especially your spirit
I wish there was a way to tell you how much I care and love you
I wish there was a way that I would know if you felt the same way about me
I just wanted to know to let you know through here
How deep my thoughts were when your spirit was taken
I just wanted you back again
Along with your loving spirit
Emily then folded up the piece of paper, lost in thought. She feels the same way, alright. The problem was how is she going to tell him?
A/N: Yes, there will be part two. Not through poetry though. Remember, this was Mike's gift for Emily on her birthday. How does she feel when she reads this and how does she tell him? Find out soon.