Goddes of War (Greek Ode)

Is this the end of our Chapter? I don't know what happens next if I turn the page. I write my own story but will you even be in it? I don't know if I should chase you or not.... Because no matter how much I want you. I will always put what you want first and do my best not to hurt you.

Although I make sure to be at my best. A quick look at me shows you. I'm a wreck within.

Who would want to explore this abandoned and haunted shipwreck in the deepest depths of the pitch black ocean. It already suffocates me and I may say I'm fine to be by myself.

The truth is I yearn for your eyes to explore it. To find the hidden treasures no one bothered to look for. Although you'd have to face the ocean's most ferocious creatures. They came to protect me but now they have just made me lonely as they made their home here.

As this chapter closes I feel the pieces of my shipwreck start to float. It starts to become lighter even if what it carries is so so heavy. And soon once it reaches the surface. I might be able to make another ship. A stronger one. One with a wiser captain that can avoid the storms but if I'm ever caught in the middle of raging seas once again. I'll know what to do to get through. Maybe you would come aboard someday. Who knows?

Know that your touch made me float. Float even to the clouds where I flew with a pair of broken wings but wings nonetheless. They may not have been totally angelic wings but I felt the wind in my hair and my arms carry you through bliss. We were happy but I was stupid. Stupid to do twists and turns knowing you never flew before. Creating a hesitation in your heart and making you fear instead of causing happiness and excitement.

I was wrong and thought that leaving you on the familiar ground away from me was best for the both of us. Though we will never know what lies next. I hope your endeavors create whirlwinds so strong the angels will know that anything you make turns into a masterpiece.

I feel sad though, that you said we would keep communication throughout. It just feels like I'm tapping my knuckles gently on a closed door as my head rests on it gingerly waiting for a reply. And I wait and wait but I don't see anyone open the door to meet me...

You may not care and have already moved on. Don't worry, I'm working on it too. As I reminisce and finally end the thoughts that keeps circling my mind like sharks. 

I want to say goodbye to the girl on the shore.  The one who I wave to as I commandeer my ship to the unkown. This is it. I'm going on once again. Bye for now.