Friday, June 19, 2009

I may be man, but you are what makes me super (story)

My facade melts, my truth prevails, my eyes open, and my heart drops. Its no longer and "I" against the world, but instead a "we". No longer alone and finally understood. Superman I am with you as my krypyonite and the strength to fight against society. Now I can have my darkest days and you be my light. The days begin with the sun for society, but my day only begins with you. So with you my story starts and with you my story ends. I saw you walk out of the store near by my new home, hoping wishing you would be going to my school so i'd get the opportunity to talk to you or even get you to look at me. I don't know what it was was about you that caught my eye because I never really cared about the squaders called people that surrounded me. When you walked out as I walked in thajt store my life changed and as nights and days passed i yerned to see you and only you. School started, and lucky me you were in my class. You became my favorite drug that I got my daily but my fix wasn't potent enough to have me last the weekends. I became depressed because like i suspected you were an amazing person, and had ceased to see me (or so I thought). You never judged and talked to the ones others didnt, and lucky me I was next on your list....

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