hey guys i know its been a while and im sorry but im back and here we go, i do not own i almost do by Taylor Swift or Power rangers Samurai

Emily's pov

I bet this time of night you're still up
I bet you're tired from a long hard week
I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window
Looking out at the city
And I bet sometimes you wonder about me

Here she was, glancing at th clock once more. He's probable still up, he never slowed down for sleep. No matter how exhausted he was. She remebers how tiring it was fighting Nighlocks and moogers. Or she did anyways. It was by some miracle Serena got better. Emily had to leave.

She can picture how he is right now. She used to be there with him. Sitting in the chair he kept by the window in his room. She would go in there at night so the other rangers didn't know about them. They thought it was a fool proof plan, until she had to leave. Niether factored in how they would feel after she left. She hopes he at least thinks about her still. He wouldnt keep her in her sister's shadow, would he?

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that every time I don't
I almost do
I almost do

She wish she could tell him how much she misses him, but she can't risk breaking her own heart even more. She reaches for the phone only to remind herself that she can't. She can't do that to herself, or him. She puts the phone back down again, and glances at the clock. Without realising what she was doing the phone was in her hand again. she needed reasons not to call him. It took everything she had to switch her phone off and put it back down.

She wishes for the nights curled up in his chair by the window, or running into his arms after a fight with moogers. I hope you know i almost broke again tonight, she thought. glancing out the window out at the city she curled herself into a ball in her bed. knowing sleep would evade her.

I bet you think I either moved on or hate you
'Cause each time you reach out there's no reply

I bet it never ever occurred to you that I can't say hello to you
And risk another goodbye

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that every time I don't
I almost do
I almost do

He tried to call her the first week after she left, but she didnt answer. All the messages and texts. She couldn't even get out a hello. breaking one's heart even more then it already is more torture then she could bare. She wish she could tell him that. It's not because she hates him or found someone, she never could. She just couldn't stand the thought of hanging up the phone and hearing him say goodbye again. It was heartbreaking the first time, it would kill her the next.

Oh we made quite a mess, babe
It's probably better off this way
And I confess, baby
In my dreams you're touching my face
And asking me if I want to try again with you
And I almost do

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that every time I don't
I almost do
I almost do

Its amazing thinking back on their time together, the ups and the downs. But she's a mess now. Would she be better off going back to him, or was Serena getting better a sign they were better off without each other. She tries to convince herself she is would be fine without him. She almost does. But if you ask her about her dreams, she wouldn't lie. The truth would come out and she would confess everything. From how his calloused hands are softly going over her skin. his breath on hers before he kisses her. The way their foreheads leaned against each other as they had just finished him passionatly kissing her. How she would wear red just cause he liked the color on her. And at the end she would say how when he asks to try again, to give THEM another shot, her dream self never has to think about it. She will wake up thinking how much i almost do wish that dream were real Jayden. I almost do.

I bet this time of night you're still up
I bet you're tired from a long hard week
I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city
And I hope sometimes you wonder about me