Only know you love her when you let her go ...
She strode down the aisle and looked breathtaking in her white dress. I never thought she would ever wear something as fancy as this. I always saw her in her gear. Fighting by my side.
Everyone she loved was there. They were smiling at the beautiful bride who was smiling even brighter. She was going to get married this day.
The king held the ceremony. He was smiling as well. I never saw him smile before.
The knot in my stomach tightened as the groom said „Yes".
Of course I was there too. I had to because I was the brides best friend. Nothing more.
Then she said „Yes" too and smiled with tears of happiness in her eyes.
The guests cheered as they kissed. Everyone walked up to the pair to congratulate them.
As my turn came I only kissed Tauriels cheek and whispered: „I love you"
Not wanting to see her reaction, I turned around and left. Left her. Left everyone.
Because I couldn't stand seeing her happy with someone else.
Because I was angry that I had to lose her to a dwarve first, before I was able to realise my love for her.
And because I was too late. I was too late to love her.
I had to let her go.
… and you let her go
(Passenger – Let her go)