Warning: Spoliers for season 4 finale.
A/N: Like I'd ever own ALIAS. I wish I owned theCIA agentformally know as "Michael Vaughn" but sadly I don't '(. Also, I know this really didn't happen in the series, so therefore dubbed an AU poem. DUH! from Mad-Eyes4U (and Michael Vartan for President and Everg8er23 for Vice President!)
Revelation
Thought I could never feel this way,
Not since that fateful day,
When everything I loved was lost.
You would never have told, had you known the cost.
You are always here in my heart,
I would miss you even though I'm only at Supermart.
While I pick up the bread,
I think about your hurt and my heart fills with lead.
A ring on my cell phone, I know it must be you.
Calling to tell me you love me too.
I come to your house, so safe and with glee
As I cling to your chest like a refugee.
I've never felt so safe in anyone else's arms
From the first time I met you I was susceptible to your charms.
Now that I know you will never leave me,
And though I could I will never flee.
You whisper in my ear,
"There isn't anything to fear."
A cliché phrase I know that has grown old
But a comfort that is worth more than gold.
As you lead me into the kitchen
I start talking to you about the next mission.
You want to tell me something very deep,
A secret that you can no longer keep.
It has been nearly a week of just us two,
And because you are silent I turn to look at you.
As I stare into your beautiful eyes,
My stomach turns into happy butterflies.
Walking over to me, you take my hand,
"I know this isn't something we planned,
I hope that what we have will not end.
I don't want to lose you as a lover, or a friend.
Though my past is behind me; it's been long gone.
This is what I have to tell you. My name isn't Michael Vaughn."