"He is half of my soul as the poet say." he truly is. without him I'm incomplete, without him I'm nothing. that's why when he died all the things I cherished and love shattered like a broken glass leaving me with scars and blood. I still remember holding him in my arms, cold and not breathing. I wept until there's no tears can fall anymore. I called his name as many times as I can, only to hear a silence. I kill Hector and I bring his body to my Patroclus. I drag Hector bodys on days and go back to my chamber still my Patroclus is cold and not breathing?? Goddess and God why would you let me suffer this much? Why are you so cruel to us. I bawl my eyes again and again hoping that the Gods will hear them and bring him back to me again. I need him. I need his fingers back to my hair. I need his presence and smile whenever I play the lyre. I need him to tell me I'm doing good enough. I need him more than anyone else.
After the long await I'm finally able to see him again. and as my body strike the earth I am smiling. For this I can finally see my beloved Patroclus in underworld. but even in underworld I didn't see him?
where is he?! when is my Patroclus?!! Bring him here!! I need to see him! I missed him! I look for him to every corner, to every place but he is still not there. I waited patiently and until then I finally see the light once again. There he is. my beloved. my first. my lover.
