Beautifully written.
You're my best friend. Or to be more clear: you're my *person.*
Perfect.
And I wait for you and the little piece of heaven that you bring with you in a bag when you return.
Love that way of putting it.
Waiting for the day when you trust me and realize that I am *your* person.
Agonizingly beautiful.
I guess you could say I spent years waiting for Clark/Superman to realize that Lois was his person. So thank you, Sarah, för putting it so beautifully.
Please don't leave me behind anymore, Clark; I don't think I could catch up.
I guess that is what Smallville and all those other Superman productions where Lois is a background character do to me: they leave me wondering if Lois will ever be able to catch up. And I don't think she will.
It's like watching a man who is much too attractive to have just one woman: you read about a rather small part of his life, which he devoted to one particular woman, before it was time for him to move on. And you wonder if he will ever let this particular woman be *his* woman. No, you wonder if he will ever let her be his *person*. And you know, deep down in your heart, that he won't. Because there is always the next Smallville and the next Lana Lang waiting round the corner.
Heartbreakingly beautiful.
Ann
