March 9th, 2010:
Clark is not within his reach, he is perfection, he is a god amongst men. Bruce however is a demon, slinking, watching, and scheming from the shadows. And Bruce was foolish enough to let it happen. To let a god touch him, his skin, his flesh, his heart. He was foolish enough to seek comfort from another god. A goddess, that lended him her shoulder to cry on, and he touched her. As if he were not an impure being, as if he had any right to this angel he so admired. These things were unattainable. Not for him at least.
