I know that I let you down and I've apologized so many times and it's been months since the last time I've said I'm sorry but I just can't get it off my mind.
I know you forgave me and I know you said you didn't mind but let's be honest.. yes you did.
I know it mattered to you because it's mattered to me.
Correction: It matters to me.
I'm sorry, I'm ahead of myself.
Let me go back in time.
Last year, I saw those cuts on your arms and oh baby, did I cry.
I know I seem strong and that I didn't mind but baby, it tore me in half because I went down that road for far too long.
I know what it does to you and I know how it could end so I gave my all, all I could give, to try to convince you that that's not the way to handle it but it wasn't enough.
And you didn't listen, so a few months later, I watched you pick apart your food.
I watched you starve yourself.
I watched you wear yourself and I didn't know what to do.
I convinced myself too much time has passed and too many lectures later and still, no change.
So I left you alone with your demons.
I gave up because I am selfish.
And I let them toy with your mind.
But I'm back now so all that to hell.
Because I'm back now and that's all that matters right?
Because it don't matter no more that I didn't talk to you for months.
It don't matter no more that I ignored you completely.
It don't matter no more that I didn't listen to your cries for help.
Baby, let me apologize one last time.
I'm sorry.
I'm here from now on, I promise, I swear to God, I'm not leaving your side.
I'll be there on the days when you need a rainbow to rise.
You call me and I'll be at your doorstop, ready to hold your hand.
If you need me to stay the night so you won't be alone with your demons, I'll be right there.
If we both have a bad morning start, don't worry because we both love food and I love breakfast so you know I'll take you out to IHOP.
Baby, it doesn't matter how many thunderstorms you face, and it doesn't matter how many predicaments you're in.
It doesn't matter how many knives you drive through yourself physically, emotionally, mentally, or spiritually.
I'll become your dermatologist, psychologist, psychiatrist.. priest.. or rabbi, whatever religion you want to believe in.
Baby, I love you and everything about you.
I loved you in the past.
I love you in the present.
And I'll love you in the future.
So baby, don't be scared.
Because your problems are my problems.
Your worries are my worries.
We may not be blood, but we might as well be.
Baby, you're stuck with me.
And I know I've screwed up and I wouldn't have taken me back so thank you for giving me another chance.
Now just remember this:
We're the only fraternal twins that are telepathic on this world so think about something, and I'll think think about it too.
Your load is not too much for me to handle because I'm in love with Smallville and I love Superman and because of that, I am Superwoman.
I am the woman of steel.
I can handle more than you know.
So let me be your hero.
