When I was a kid, I was introduced to a lot of superheroes...
From the famous tandem of Batman & Robin, Superman, X-Men, Ninja Turtles and the whole gang of other DC and its counterpart heroes as well as the knights in shining armor..
When I blossomed into a mature lady, I met my Superheroes in the flesh!
Then, I started to fall in-love with them...
I have been through a lot of turmoils in the journey of keeping up with my heroes.
My first downfall was my Knight. The real reason behind the downfall is still unknown upto this day. But it was him wherein tears of true sadness fell from my eyes. It took me years to overcome the missing part of my story. I was still searching for the missing pages..
A lot of other heroes came in, Optimus Prime - Spiderman - and a few supporting heroes. But deep inside, I still long for my Knight.
But then Ironman came into the picture. He tried his very best to lure me away from the other superheroes especially to my Knight. He was almost successful but things went too fast. I was about to give in but the factors are too fast for me. I need to pick up my missing pieces but he cannot understand that I need to see these things on my own for the meantime. He became tired and left.
In my journey through all these, there is a certain hero who was just on my side. I first called him Superman because he saved me from a certain activity in a gathering. As time passed, my friends and I discovered that he calls himself in reality Supeman. With this, we just continued on being plain platonic friends.
Not until the unexpected bonding moment.. I am not sure if there was a spark somewhere. It is not quite clear if I have seen fireworks also. But I am sure that I felt that I was flying whenever I am with him.
It is quite early to declare things. Deep inside, we both know that we have to accomplish first our priorites in life. Though, I am not sure if he reciprocates the same feelings that I am about to feel... Though some other forces are trying to bring out something with our friendship..
We'll see, as they say... But for three years, this Superman has never hurt me in any way. I am just afraid that I would be losing another superhero in the long run if I would be totaly honest with my emotions. Patience is the virtue that I should be holding on to.
Maybe in the long run, I would truly meet my rightful Superhero. Someday..
And it might be Superman after all..