Winged fishes are

She didn’t want to be like him with doubts in his face.

She didn’t want to check the chess game all time, all the words, all the movements. 

She wouldn't become a hunter if was the dam.

She did not want to see him because she meets her constant; he told like an equation.

She opens her hands because she doesn't have force to tighten him/it/whatever.

Now, the one who has the tattooed doubt is me.

Although she thought that he could wait and she was hoping a miracle; miracles are not a constant.

Persistently the wind uses winged fishes.