#patroclus and achilles

LIVE

i think,

they will perish,

and yet my lips are silent—

they are sealed even when i am screaming

within my head;

i think,

they are unloved by the gods,

and pretend that i do not know—

i turn away from the noise within the wind

because they are just children;

i think,

he will lose his love,

but i do not know who i mean.

— secrets in pelion

we are children running on the shore,

sand creeping in the spaces of our toes

as we stomp hard enough to leave a mark

because this is all i know the world will remember me for.


we are children running on the shore,

feet never truly touching the sea

because something lives underneath the waves

and you always try to protect me from her.


we are children running on the shore,

hands clasped tightly with each other’s

as we cherish the times we have left to spend;

marking the days we did not know were counted.


and then i was a ghost stuck on the trojan shore,

desperate, and yet unknowing how, to come back to you.


— pyrrhus, why?

when he grieves,

it is easy to forget that he is the best of us—

the hands that tore down hundreds of charging men

now shake as they reach out to the empty space by his side.

the back that stood tall as he led us onward

now bows to the earth as though pleading the lesser nymphs that they be kinder than the warring gods;

as though begging them to bring back what once was.


but as he continues to grieve,

you begin to remember:

he is the best of us,

but his beloved was the best of him.

“‘what was his best part?’ / ‘his lover, patroclus.’ ” - circe, pg. 211

i have imagined a thousand lives that i would live when he is gone,

but none of them bore enough happiness

to make his death worth everything the prophecies spoke of.

ah, i thought,

there would be nothing left for me in this world.

i turn to my side and watch him sleep.

my love, i will follow you in death.

(“As for the goddess’s answer, I did not care. I would have no need of her. I did not plan to live after he was gone.” - pg 188)

elytrians:

hey wanna be boy best friends *dies in your arms*

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