If I were Superman
(which I am)
You would be my Lois Lane
(which you are)

If I would fight bad people
(which I do)
You’d be my reason to succeed
(which you are)

If I could have superpowers
(which I do)
You’d be the one I’d use them for
(which you are)

If I could fly
(which I can)
I’d carry you wherever you wanted to go, at night, under the moon
(which I will)

If I had super-strength
(which I do)
When we ****, I’d pick you up because I could
(which I do)

If I had super-sight and could see all
(which I can)
I’d know that you like me
(which you do)

If I had x-ray vision
(which I do)
I’d use it to see right through you
(which I can)

If I had an eidetic memory
(which I do)
I’d remember everything you’ve ever told me
(which I can)

If I were invincible
(which I am)
I’d stay with you forever
(which I will)

If I were to die somehow, someday
(which I will)
You’d be the person I’d want to see last
(which you will be)

Let’s face it dear, this Superman
(which I am)
Will always be here
(period)

Parched lips search for lost words
Bruises and egos match just the same
Thoughts that make only single appearances
One and the same, all for one and one for all
Time falls, grips, and grasps while you watch
Seemingly not noticing one from the other
Omniscient eyes and ears know better
It’s a shame I had to eat my words
But you know deep inside I’ll forever be your shadow
Don’t be offended, I’m your shadow because you’re protecting me from everything
Dear, I could never leave my heart, soul, and shadow behind
Since you have acquired all three, you’re kind of stuck with me

Sorry...

Sometimes my eyes and ears play tricks on me
Hollow words that mean nothing to you, but all to me
A quick scene from a movie
And the strongest line of the song

Scream in my face again
Punch me out of sheer anger
Slap me in a spirit of vengeance
Love me like I’m your caged animal, ready at your disposal

Sometimes I really miss our arguments
Other times I’m glad I don’t have unaccounted for bruises
In minutes I’ll feel better
But leave me alone for days and I start to sink

A realist with a pessimistic outlook and an optimistic future
The happy smile with the tortured soul and no insanity plea
Chose my punishment and I’ll chose your fine
I never would sign my name on those divorce papers
And neither would you
So pop me with your wallet again
and I’ll still say
Love you too,
you beautiful-minded, gorgeously-hot, and explicitly complicated woman