As If You Could Outrun

I Tensed, Waiting For The Fury - Both His And Mine - But It Was Only Quiet And Calm In The Darkness Of His Room. I Could Almost Taste The Sweetness Of Reunion In The Air, A Separate Fragrance From The Perfume Of His Breath; The Emptiness When We Were Apart Left Its Own Bitter Aftertaste, Something I Didn't Consciously Notice Until It Was Removed. There Was No Friction In The Space Between Us. The Stillness Was Peaceful - Not Like The Calm Before The Tempest, But Like A Clear Night Untouched By Even The Dream Of A Storm.

Kryptonite Doesn’t Bother Me, Either.

The Worst Part Is That I Saw The Whole Thing -- Our Whole Life. And I Want It Bad, Jake, I Want It All. I Want To Stay Right Here And Never Move. I Want To Love You And Make You Happy. And I Can't, And It's Killing Me.

I’ve Never Tried To Keep A Specific Person Alive Before, And It’s Much More Troublesome Than I Would Have Believed. But That’s Probably Just Because It’s You. Ordinary People Seem To Make It Through The Day Without So Many Catastrophes.

What Were You Two Doing Last Night, Discussing The National Debt?