This is another silly song-fic. The characters of this fan fiction belong to Fran Drescher and Peter Marc Jacobson, producers of The Nanny.
by
Raquel
(angeluncovered@gmail.com)
Maxwell Sheffield sat in his office, listening to the soft music playing on his radio, and started writing.
My dear FranI am the one who gives you all my love
I am the one you love
I am the one who’s always by your side
I am the one who’s your best friend
I’m the one who’s your boyfriend
I am the one who will never let you fall
I am the one who cries just to see you smile
I am the one who you know you can trust
I am the one who’s your star
I’ll never stop shinning
I am the one who you wish
I am the one who makes you dream
I am your strength
I am your wings to fly
I am your soul mate
I am the other part of you
I am just one piece of our happiness
I am the truth behind all the lies
I am the one you want
I am the air you breathe
I am all that and much more!
I am…
You and me
I am one piece of us
When we’re alone in my bedroom
We are just one voice
We are just one scream
We make love
And there’s nothing more beautiful than that
I am the one you love
I am the one who’s always by your side
You’re my Princess
And I’m your Prince Charming
I am your sea
Where you can sail
I am going to hug you
We’re going to fly somewhere
And I’ll give you the moon
We’ve got everything to shine
I am the one you love
I am the one you adore
I am the one who makes you smile
I am the one for whom you cry
I am the one whom you’ll talk about everything
I am the one who makes you fly in the sky
You are my everything
And anytime you need help
I will be the one who will be there for you
And if I’m not with you
Listen to my voice
Think about you
Think about me
Think about us!
I love the way you treat me, I love the way you look at me, I love the way you talk and the way you think. I love your smile, I love your kiss, and you are everything I need, everything I wish.
All this, Fran, still is not enough to say that I love you. You’re everything to me and you have my heart, my soul, my body, all I am and all I’ll be for eternity.
Maxwell B. Sheffield”
Max got out of the office and went to his bedroom. He put the paper on Fran’s pillow, knowing that she would be home at any minute.
He sighed and left, thinking about his wife.
The End