Ciao everyone! Learned that one in Italian a few years ago, and finally remembered it! Shoutout to Italians, I love your food (and not the Italian-American stuff). This poem is about Celaena/Aelin on the trip to Wendlyn, thinking about all the things that maybe could have happened between her and Chaol. So… please, I beg of you, send me some happy ideas. I am getting so tired of writing sad stuff, but my book (A Game of Thrones) is breaking my heart, and it's all I can think of. On to the poetry! Enjoy!

A Million Maybes

A rough sea looms before me

A rougher one roils in my heart

If

If

If

Maybe

Maybe

Maybe

These words repeated over and over

In tune with my heart

I wished I could forget

The gods did not smile so upon me

Images of a small child

Running to Choal's arms from my own

A house in the country, outside of the city

Sunlight streaming through the tall grass

Our blades put aside

And forgotten

Those dreams shattered

Like the ground of the Other realm

If

If

If

Maybe

Maybe

Maybe

My new mantra

I let myself think these things

I let myself feel the tearing pain

When I remembered reality

That no matter what he said

He did not love me

Not anymore

I let myself think these things

Knowing I would forget them all

When I reached Wendlyn

I would push them out of my numbed brain

If

If

If

Maybe

Maybe

Maybe

A million sweet nothings swept through my mind

A million fantasies never to come true

A million if's

A million maybes

Okay, I finished! For those of you who don't know, I write my stories real time, and I write my beginning AN before I begin writing, and this one after I finish. So yeah. :) Till next time! Bye!