This is more like a poem than anything, short and angsty Elissa/Alistair fluff, although it could fit for the other backgrounds as well.
I don't own it, never have, never will.
I love you.
Do you know that? Have I said it enough?
I love you.
It's the reason behind everything I do.
I love you.
Did you see how I lost my breath just by looking at you?
Since the first time I saw you until I can breathe no more, I love you.
Could you hear it in my voice?
Could you see it in my eyes?
Could you feel it in my touch?
It doesn't matter any longer.
I wonder if you were proud. Proud of the person I was despite the circumstances.
Are you proud now?
You ask me, "Is there any particular reason you want me to stay behind and not fight the Archdemon?"
Because I love you. "Because I don't want you to get hurt Alistair."
I see anger in your beautiful eyes, and a deep sadness. You are as unhappy about this as I am.
You can't argue though, and you know it. I'm stubborn. You shrug it off, and tell me something more important.
I love you.
It was the last thing I ever said to you.
It was the last thing you ever said to me.
You said always.
Always. I wish we had that always together.
But wishes aren't horses. Or more time. Wishes have no use now.
I love you.
It's my last thought, my last breath, what's driving me as I plunge my sword into the Archdemon.
I knew this would happen. I didn't take Morrigan's offer. I couldn't.
There is a sorrow deep in my bones now, at the very essence of my soul.
I'm so sorry I had to leave you this way.
I'm so sorry I've taken your love from you.
We'll see each other again though. I know it. Death cannot stop true love; it can only delay it for awhile.
Besides, the world owes us an always.
I love you.
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