8.31.2010

Kryptonite

I opened my eyes and looked around. She's not here. And I feel like cutting myself just to make sure this isn't a bad dream. I'm scared because she might forget about me. She might forget that I'm here, patiently waiting, patiently loving her. What if she finds someone else? I feel sick just thinking about it.

Can someone save Superman?

I am about to press that self-destruct button again.


In 3.... 2.... 1....

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