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!
