That will never happen, no matter how much I want it. She's made it abundantly clear that I'm only good for two things: work and friendship. And maybe a shoulder to cry on … and possibly a healthy meal every now and again … and …
Okay, so I do have a large role in her life. A large, important role. But it's not the one I really want.
I want to hold her. I want to protect her. I want to … love her.
Poor Clark! He's in love with a woman who (he thinks) does not love him in return. If this were true, that would be very very sad.
Lois is so different here! Sweet and gentle and understanding! Things do look different in the light of the morning!
Beautifully written.
