To my Superman,
For that one person who always stands for me. Or that one person who notices me through the crowd - the one who notices my littlest reactions and show of emotion though I'm blending in with the crowd.
Thank you. Thank you for keeping me under your cape at random times. These moments were so random I wasn't able to notice it until this random moment. Thank you for keeping up with my mood swings. Though it's unnoticeable but it shifts my mood when I converse with you.
Thank you. Thank you for being the reason why I broke down and cried.
I will not say when.
I can't even explain why I felt overwhelmed that time. Maybe because I keep my emotions to myself and facade it with a happy smiling face. It's rare that someone sees through me and can actually read me. I, myself, know that I'm a difficult-to-read type of person.
PBut maybe it's just a random moment. Maybe it just so happened that you said those words and I was feeling that way.
But still...
...I appreciate it and thank you for that.
Thank you. Thank you for being my petty version of superman. It's corny and so am I, but I'm telling you: I already know that.
You are my petty version of superman because you keep me under your cape.
You are my petty version of superman because you have x-ray visions that see through my facade.
You are my petty version of superman because you keep me stable even at the most random times.
You are my petty version of superman because you read between the lines and see through simple things and randomize them.
For the last time, thank you. Because you are not the cliche superman.
One day, I'm gonna send you this letter. But not very soon; maybe for a very long while.
Ever grateful,
Invisible Girl
