so I could feel what your heart feels,

so I could understand every silence you leave between your words.

You live miles away, wrapped in your own world,

and yet my thoughts travel to you every night....

crossing oceans, time zones, and the quiet distance you keep.

Sometimes you barely speak,

sometimes days, weeks pass without a single word…

but still, I find myself waiting-

yearning in ways I can’t even explain.

If I were you,

maybe I’d know what you think when you read my messages,

maybe I’d know whether you ever miss me

the way I ache for you in all my hours.

I wish I were you…

just for a moment,

just to see if your heart ever whispers my name

She forgets, she fumbles, she feels with a heart too vast for its cage; and that is her beauty.

There’s no disguise in her, only the quiet poetry of a soul that dances to its own rhythm. She is not perfect, but she is innocent ; a melody of grace and wild honesty. She is just she — wonderfully, unapologetically, herself.

That's She, Always busy somewhere in a world of her own...

If we ever see Gal Gadot's Wonder Woman again, She NEEDS to have The Immortal Wonder Woman Design & Batfleck's Utility Belt.