If I'm upset and crying,
he comes to me.
Looks at me, at first worried, then smiles
His fingers brush my tears away
He slowly pulls me into his chest so I can cry into it
I make an excuse.
He silences it with, "I love you"
I make an excuse.
He silences it with, "I love you"
I make an excuse.
He silences it with, "I love you"
I make an excuse.
He silences it with, "I love you"
Until finally I tell him I love him too.
Always...
I dream of a superhero.
One who is indestructable to my ammunition.
One who can break down my armor.
Who gives me strength.
Never tires.
Never gives up.
Something inhuman.
I sometimes wish you were inhuman so I wouldn't hurt you so much.
Delicate humanity, balanced on a pinpoint.
Be my hero. Even though I don't deserve it.
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