Superman

Moths flicker under the golden glow of the street
lamps.
Why does it take so much longer to get back home?
There's no reason for me to glance back with innocent
smiles.
No sarcastic remarks about me hanging my head out
the car window -
Hair glossed to my lips.
Listening to the songs that you should be singing
with me.
Sole lyrics. Bouncing through my head.
Vaguely conscious of the buzzing traffic that
surrounds me.
Party night -
Nearly seduced,
Skipping the cracks and counting the little yellow
lines in the street.
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If the world falls from beneath me, will you be here to
save me?
If only I could understand those long silent pauses
when you aren't singing
along.
I think the world may be falling now...
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