Saturday, 28 February 2009

Superhero.

[This was written ages ago.  November/December time.]

I'd give my life to save yours if I only knew how.  No, if only it was mine to save.
If I knew how and did save you, then that's all I could do.  I wouldn't be able to stop you from putting yourself straight back in danger.  I would save you a million times over but you'd just keep going back and I'm sure that would kill me.
I don't get how superheroes can do that.  People keep getting themselves in trouble and the superheroes have to save them.
Maybe no one's told you, but superheroes aren't real.  Sooner or later, someone you think is yours will let you down.  They can't always be there.

So I can't be your superhero.
You can keep putting yourself back in that position, but just know that I wish you wouldn't.  I can't stop you.  I'll help you out as much as I can, but in the end you have to choose to be saved, or save yourself.

1 comment:

Sazzy said...

i had to come back and read this one for a third time.

just because it meant something. x