To you, Superman.

So did you delete the ones you thought id read? The ones you didn't want to hurt me with... Call me a creeper man, but you inspire me. Your words and actions equal and create the person youve become. You're so much stronger than I am and that makes me a jealous person. Your heart has been enlarged by so many people, you're liked by many, and have fans of multiple places. You're envied and a stronghold to me. I can depend on you when I'm having the worst day I can imagine. I can call you if I'm stranded in the middle of the intersection with no gasoline in my tank and you'd come to my rescue without question. I hate to tell you this because I know you don't want to hear it and I think it's been 24 hrs at the least... Anyway, I miss you. Already. I can't help but put myself through wondering what ifs all day because I know I'm the one that screwed up. I'm the one in the hole and I know I'm the one that has to make a difference. It's me not you.. How cliché I know. But, you're right. About everything..