It's 3:57 a.m and this is for you

(4 months ago)
 I can't be that hero that comes at the train station and stops you by catching you in my arms and kissing the hell out of you while it's raining and we're getting soaked and people are looking our way.
 I can't be that hero that comes at your window in the night just to steal a kiss from you, yet.
 I can't be that hero that comes running after you, stops the traffic just to tell you how much I crave your presence.
 I can't be that hero that fights your mother and takes you away,
 I can't be that hero that everybody loves.
 I can't be that hero and my life is not a movie. But at least I can tell you I'm here for you, I'll wait for you, I love you.
 Someday I'll write about us and they'll know that heroes do not need to fly. People will be crying over the chapters like I did. But in the end what they'll do?