Warning this is a little of horror for all you romantics out there, that useless part of me died so long ago, about a hero that left burns on my heart.

After each of those pretty little girls of his, I got to be one of them for a split second, walked out of his our hero finally had enough.

(don't worry a twitch of a finger and they would have him once again)

And the boss man (or so he thinks) finally took a look at all that he was missing and with a few it's-about-time kisses and us turning into stupid kids I feel for all over again.

"I love you, I've always loved you."

But every time those words, which can make or break even this girl, were only said by one and it's an easy guess who that was.

(this superhero used all his 'I love yous' up on the world and brown haired girls)

The little bit of joy that all of this brought, while the genius side of me was trying not to see the truth behind it all, was in no way worth all of the pain it left behind.

This fragile heart of mine opened up for the one it wanted all along, not knowing he was every kind of wrong (fate is a bitch), and I let myself slip even farther into denial.

(wedding bells are singing a sad song for the couple never to be)

My love for this unbreakable man was still intact even as I found myself all decked out in white without him by my side on the most important day of my life.

And I hated that my love was still much alive and well for him who hasn't seen me for a very long time.

(don't you worry it was not my first and won't be my last)

My groom, his lips opening and those lies he tells so very well come running out (I get sick even thinking about them), is off saving the world and saying 'I do' to the one he was always meant to be with.

(and the need for a keyboard and a single malt is growing)

Before I can make these feet run, hoping to rip up this dress and every memory along the way, I finally get my first taste of my very own fate.

(another hero but one I can break, into so many little pieces, but wouldn't think of it)

"Oliver, here to see the big show?"

The tears that I was holding in until my eyes burned, the ones that I didn't want the world to see, were quickly dried away with his finger tips.

"I never thought he would leave, any longer and I would have ruined the wedding by objecting very, and I mean very loudly."