Bruce always asks me what I could ever have found in him that made me so sure that he was the one for me, to the extent of alienating most of my other friends, and even my parents if they had disapproved.  Over the years, my answers have gone from telling him that he wouldn’t understand, to smiling at his queries, knowing that it drives him slightly nuts whenever I don’t answer him as he likes.  But the truth of the matter is that there is no way that I could possibly answer his question to his satisfaction. 

What I have ultimately found between Lex and I is beyond explanation, definition, and sometimes, beyond me. What I do know and take comfort in is that whenever I feel particularly overwhelmed, he is there to catch me before I fall, and to tether me to the ground when I try flying too high.   That’s the way it’s been ever since I was a kid and somehow, I don’t see it changing anytime soon. 

When I fell in love with Lex, the most I could hope for was that he love me back for as long as he was able.  At the time, as far as I knew, the only lasting relationships in Lex’s life were with women, men never lasted.  After all the lies we’d told each other over the years since we met, I was so happy that he still wanted me to be a part of his life that I would have taken as little or as much as he was prepared to give me, even if all it made me was a bit on the side. 

I knew I meant more to him than being a bit on the side during the scariest moment of my life.  Maybe I should say the scariest moment in both my and my parents’ lives.  

I’d just moved to Metropolis to start Uni and I was spending more and more time with Lex than ever.  He’d just broken up with the latest in a long line of girls and was feeling down when I went to see him one evening.  Till today, I can’t tell you if it was a slip of tongue or a fluke but seeing the man I’d fallen in love with looking depressed kind of pushed something in me and the next thing I knew, I told him that there was another option for him, and that he meant more to me than anyone else and then kissed him.  I can’t tell you if it was the shock of it but something kept him still for more than a moment, and just as I was starting to regret my impulsive act, he slipped closer to me and kissed me. That was such a perfect moment for me that I was able to let myself go, and fall into his kiss. 

It was the beginning of our relationship.  I can’t say that it was without its ups and downs, especially considering our strong and adamant natures, but somehow, we wanted to make it work and we worked for it.  It also helped that we’d been friends for a while so there was some previous understanding there. 

The first time Lex and I made love, it was like nothing I’d ever done or felt before and you could say that the earth moved.  At least for me it did.  Lex had some idea of my strength but it wasn’t evident in the way he treated me that night.  I don’t know what I was expecting, but being as strong as I was, I was used to being the one to moderate my strength in all things and at all times.  This time, the reverse was the case; Lex held me like the most fragile crystal glass and treated me the same way.  I woke up the next morning tearfully feeling like the most precious crystal in the world, and as Lex cradled me to his chest and held me while I cried, that feeling was emphasized. 

I soon told my parents about Lex and I, and though my dad didn’t really approve, my mum convinced him that it was my life and that there were some mistakes I had to make for myself.  They spoke to Lex privately and since I’d promised not to listen in, I don’t quite know what was said. 

What neither of us knew was that even though I was supposedly invulnerable to almost everything on earth, my system had a problem with the most intimate of Lex’s body fluids. The one time that I was too impatient for Lex to get a condom; his seminal fluids reacted negatively to my insides.  I’d never been in such pain before, and I pray never again. 

Knowing what I knew about myself, I was sure that there was no doctor that could help me, and it was really hard for me to stop Lex from calling in any and all specialists to check me out.  Our next fight convinced him to let me return to Smallville so that my parents could help me.  I won that fight but I could see that it didn’t sit well with Lex because he believed it meant that I didn’t trust him.   That wasn’t the case but since I could tell him everything, I left for the farm in Smallville. 

My parents tried all they could, but even this one was beyond them. It took me about 2 days to see that this new development was putting a real strain on them and since the ship hadn’t been able to help yet, I took to spending time in the castle, as it was the only place that I could take refuge.  The butler at the castle must have called Lex because he turned up some days later and didn’t leave no matter how bad it became, and it did get a lot worse before it got better.  The ship was only able to help me after a fortnight and even then, it took about three months before all the impurities were flushed from my system, and the AI in the ship helped me build an immunity to future health problems, especially after I told it that there was no way I was going to give up Lex if I could help it. 

It was during this time that I had no choice but to tell Lex about my origins.  Due to the severity of my illness, Lex couldn’t even be angry about my lies, he was only grateful that I was going to get better; relying on the assurances of the AI. 

For those three months, Lex took delight in taking care of me, and even my parents got to see a part of Lex that we never knew was there.  At some point, I think that Lex revelled in taking care of me the way he did because he’d never been able to take care of his mum when she needed it.  Nobody had ever done anything like that for me before, and I’m not sorry to say that I soaked it all up like a sponge.  I think that even in the height of some of my delirium, I could see Lex’s commitment to me in the way he took care of me. 

Getting my health and strength back didn’t change much in the way of Lex taking care of me.  But this time I was no longer unsure of his feelings for me and nothing could have made me happier.  

It’s been almost 7 years since then, and in that time we’ve both grown into the people we are today.  I became superman and Lex has become the legendary mogul that is unparalleled both in business and in his genius.  He was the one who came up with the idea of my having a foil for all my so called successes and I was too invested in him and his happiness for him to be the dark to my light.  As usual, he came up with a workable solution, and we’ve been happier for it.  Lex has his hands in different pies and does what he can to keep me safe.  He had become almost as obsessive about my safety as I am about his safety and his happiness. 

We’ve allowed nothing to come between us, not that many haven’t tried.  Even the Justice League knows that there is a line that can’t be crossed.  Bruce doesn’t really understand.  He’s known Lex for a long time, and believes his genius borders on insanity, which is only made obvious by his obsessiveness.  I don’t know how he fails to see that it is exactly the same with me, but I don’t want to point it out. 

We understand it and it works.  I had the chance of the love of a lifetime, and I held on to it with both hands and I promise you, I’m not letting this one go.