What does it really mean to be a hero? When I was a kid, I thought I knew the answer. I simply thought you have to be something like superman, batman, or maybe the avengers and whatnot. I thought in order to be a hero I needed some kind of amazing talent or some super power. But that wasn’t it. I didn’t need those. I don’t have to have the power to fly, or the ability to walk through walls, or the ability to heal or bring the dead back to life to be a hero. No… People tell me I’m a hero for what I am, and that’s good enough for me.
Though I’ve always wanted some kind of power, not the ability to go invisible and watch a girl take a bath or whatever (but that goes second) but that ability to make a person love you without affecting sheer will. Yes, that’s my problem. I may have dozens of friends from my college, but I never managed to get a girlfriend. I know I should try to graduate first and all before I do anything that requires such commitment, but hey, everyone’s doing it, and that seems to be the #1 thing in my peer pressure list that keeps me awake every night. I wanted to be a hero, someone’s hero, and it seemed like getting a girl would make me one.
Anyway, they always say to be patient and the wait will always be worth it, but that’s so easier said than done! It’s so hard to hang with your friends when they all have girls to kiss, and you are stuck on that chair in your awkward situation, watching your friends tonsil hockey with girls while you resist your boner. Well, that’s the story of my life!
I ended up not doing anything. I just went on and lived the life that I have. Engineering’s not that easy to begin with anyway, so I kept myself busy all this time. But it’s not like I’m able to resist these tears at night. It’s because I know I can’t get a girl not because I can’t but because I choose not to. I’m still in love with my ex. We were together since freshman year of high school, and after we broke up, we barely were able to talk to each other. What bothers me the most is that she always called me her Hero. She said I was the guy who saved her. It was an amazing point of view, and I wish I had remained the same dignity I had for her, but I guess I wasn’t her hero anymore.
It seemed like a weird situation for me, and it may sound desperate too sometimes, but I always get confused if I should just forget about her and move on or if I should get her back. These questions kept me from doing anything up until the present. Like I said, I was busy too. I didn’t have time for drama. I just wait and let the flow take me to wherever it will, and maybe I will, one day, say that it was all worth the wait. So here I am, Dante Go, and I will show you how I became a hero.
