Every once and a while (friends we can't be called) we meet as two people not friends not lovers, just people.

People that have the weight of a million sorrows on their souls (his always a little bit deeper then mine) and the people that made them that way sticking to our lips but are never said or even whispered.

(Clark – the one that doesn't give a damn, break my heart beyond repair and doesn't even see. Alice – eternal soul-mates that didn't even make it past two-hundred, ran off with 'dazzling' brother)

"She came back."

'Back' is a word that burns on our tongues every few weeks (his eyes say love me, but the next time it's another Lana Lang or Edward Cullen) but even with the hope that is shining in his eyes it's clear that just like the many other times it won't even last for a single day.

"He came back and left in twenty-four hours, I'm just saying be careful, Jasper."

I should have told myself the very same thing because guess who just came back for me today? (not Aquaman or Green Arrow) And in no way was I careful, my heart has the burn marks to prove it.

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"How long did it take her to leave this time, Jasper?"

"The same as always, you know that all too well, Lois."

It's a never ending game, they come back with the need for forgiveness on their tongues and hands but as always end up leaving us behind with nothing in return but a bitter taste in our mouths.

This little play happens every few months and it's always the same, the only difference we have is each other (two broken souls).

Our time is spent, right after the aftermath (of the hurricanes named Clark and Alice) cleaning each-other up afterwards.

"Sadly I know every freaking detail even if I don't want to, but at least we have each other."

If that statement had been untrue if we both had been alone in my misery, which was happily caused by the ones that said they loved us (in a whisper, so they could easily say it wasn't true), I'm not sure either of use would have made it.

I know for sure that without him by my side (fangs and all) I would have fallen to pieces months ago.

"That's all we really need, isn't it? Well, it's a hell of a lot better then the pain they brought us."

(that is still up and about ripping at my heart, one tug at a time)

"We'll just have to give them a taste of their own medicine won't we?"