Just pretend Leo hasn't landed yet. Please? For my sake? And my sanity?
o.O.o
She was tired.
(not literally, of course)
Tired of being broken, again and again. The fates are cruel, and so are the gods. Yet she knows, that they really aren't cruel. Otherwise, why would Hermes and Hephaestus drop by from time to time to talk to her about the world?
Some might think that being heartbroken is better than being physically beaten, and she is better off than others who had actually wronged the gods.
(but she isn't)
O.o.O
Her heart was made of glass. Broken shards of it. Already wrecked beyond the point of recognition. And yet she keeps living.
(because she has to)
Every thousand years or so, a hero visits Ogygia, (her prison, her home) and picks up the broken pieces of glass and makes it whole, and for a while her heart gets fixed.
As if it was never even broken.
But it was an illusion. And it was temporary. They always have someone, their Elizabeth, their Annabeth, just to name a few. They'll keep going back to them, and sometimes she think that they, really are the ones who are cruel.
Each time, they promise to never forget her, yet she knows they will.
She cries, but it doesn't help at all.
(and she knows)
Maybe because no one hears her. Maybe Hermes will, at rare times,or Hephaestus, but no one hears.
(she is just screaming into nothing, and she knows)
o.O.o
She tries, not to fall in love so hard it hurts, but she never succeeds. She yearns for some human contact. She yearns for the feeling of wholeness, for the feeling of happiness.
For love.
Yet she knows it'll never happen.
Because she is Calypso.
And she is falling in a black void, of loneliness and depression.
(but sometimes falling feels like flying, for a little while.)
o.O.o
Inspired by a t-shirt quote. Weird, but it reminded me of Calypso.