The Gods
by Elise
@eliseee771
The Aphrodite in me longs to lure you in, but the Medusa within wants to turn you to stone- if only to keep you as one of my prized possessions. If people hear my musings, they would think I’ve wandered, half-deranged, then blame it on the ocean surrounding my tiny island.
The Athena in me tells me to let you go, to stop dreaming about you, to wish you away because it’s for the better at the end of the day. ‘Wisdom and intelligence reign supreme’ she says, but Cupid has struck his arrow and even a powerful goddess like Athena knows- there’s only so much one can do when destiny decides.
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The Hestia in me shatters, sobbing until I am nothing but pieces because what is any of this for if not to be placed in a home that is you? What were all these romance books and Taylor Swift lyrics for if not lessons in love meant for us? The fire has gone out, not longer burning at the heart of us, no longer keeping this home alive.
The Hera in me has crumbled. Marriage was not something I dreamt about until it came to you but that is nothing if not a distant memory now. The visions of our future have disappeared, replaced only by sorrowful dreams that echo our happy memories spent together.
The Demeter in me has shriveled, withered, worse than when she lost Persephone. For at least Persephone found love deep in the ground but I? I have none. No more flowers are blooming in this garden, no more green grass that dew would dampen on in the mornings while we slept. Every sunflower, every lilac is gone now, lost to the winds of time and heartbreak.
The Hecate in me has lost her magic because the glimmer in my eyes has faded and there’s no more starlight running in my veins. The fountains of stars, hopes, and dreams that rose have dried up ever since the day you left me.
I hear many voices whispering, some to get you back, others to move on and say goodbye, or some to leave without a word. To take the win, to endure the loss, to stand the victor, to fall the defeated.
The goddesses within me roar for war, my heart in a battle against the mind. But the gods? The gods watch in silence for they know the cruel truth. The one that I’m bound to, cursed by their own hands, doomed by an eternal decree of heartbreak.
