A/N: Set in the three year time skip when Vegeta left. In Bulma's POV.
A Gift
Did you have to go...I wanted to give you so much...
I wanted to give you an ally;
Someone to trust and to turn to in a time of need.
I wanted to give a friend;
Someone to talk to and care for you.
I wanted to give you a reason;
To enjoy life and be happy.
I wanted to give you a life;
To say you had something worth remembering.
I wanted to give you a heart;
So you could love and feel what I feel.
I guess I wanted too much.
But seriously, what did you receive?
A broken spirit and a twisted soul?
I don't believe that.
Days full of pain and nights filled with cold?
I didn't want to see that.
So I said to myself one day;
I would give you a heart,
I would give you a soul,
I would give you a life that wasn't so bitter and cold.
I would give you something you would never forget,
Whether you wanted to or not.
I would give you something that had my heart in it.
I would give you a son.
And you will give him love.
Or die trying.
A/N: I hope you liked my poem/story/whatever you wanna call it thingy. It was just something I thought up last night and I wanted to put it down on paper, and after I wrote down what I wanted my hand just won't stop moving across the page. Which is pretty bad considering I was using a blue premanent marker in my favorite notebook *shrugs* I guess it was worth it. Oh, and the last part pretty much means Vegeta would Trunks or else. R & R. Thanks for reading!