Glance - PotC poem - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: Glance
Fandom: PotC
Disclaimer: not my characters.  just for fun.
Warnings: post-third movie
Pairings: mentions of Lizzie/Will, implied slash of Will/Jack
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 280
Point of view: third

With merely a glance back, she steps into the waves. 
There is nothing left to do, and all her dreams have turned to dust anyway. 
Ash and dust and useless regrets of times with a man she never really had— 
Could never really have, though he himself had not known it. 
No woman can compete with the sea, with the ocean, with the roar and the waves; 
No woman can compete with the scent of salt air. 
No woman can compete with freedom. 
The water laps at her dress and rolls around her; 
In her mind, she hears his voice, calling her name, begging her to return— 
A fantasy. Always a fantasy. 
He is gone, left her alone, lost out on the ocean, with a pirate to hold. 
He is gone and he never glanced over his shoulder, 
Never thought about what he abandoned on land. 
He is gone to the endless horizon and he will never look back, 
Never regret, never wonder what could have been. 
He thought he loved her, and she knew she loved him, 
But she never had enough to hold him. 
He fell in love with the sea as a boy 
And he fell in love with a pirate as a man— 
There was not room in his heart for her, 
And she would not shackle him to a life he did not want. 
She glances to the midnight sky; 
But for the roaring ocean, the world is silent around her. 
But for the roaring ocean, there is no sound. 
In her heart, she is at peace. 
And with merely a glance back, she steps into the waves.