I am solid and liquid and everything in between. I am the air and the flame, I slip in through the cracks and evaporate before anyone can see me. I am everything at once, weightless as a feather but solid as an anvil. I can be inside of you and all over you, I can whisper or I can roar. I have saved you from drowning, I have deflected a bullet for you; I can even save you from yourself, when you’ve lost your way.
But I can’t get you to notice me. You remain impenetrable to me, unmoving, unaware.
Author’s Note: Even superheroes have to deal with the heartache of unrequited love.