Dreamer: this is my first fanfiction and it isn't really "good" yet, r/r…
Heroes
Beautiful Rivendell, place of birth of the chemistry… for you
The love of elves for men.
I stood there, feet planted into the ground.
I found the courage just to tell you how I felt.
Head spinning, I froze, open mind - no sound.
You swept right past me. Heavenly presence surrounded me,
Chilled me to the bone marrow, but filled me with the warmth of hope inside.
Nothing but an illusion, in time it faded away.
"I'd die for you Boromir, love until the end."
Childish thoughts, nothing you cared about,
My futile efforts for love from you;
You needed not the love of an elf.
Slowly the reflection cleared,
A worthless but proud elf woman,
Her doom slowly surfaced, yet she was
Too proud to accept rejection from you.
Here I resided, I had nothing to offer you,
Nothing except this tired soul.
Pride broken, she was torn, from chasing after you.
You went away, my little hero, my mortal, my superman.
You're on a perilous journey, once again.
I wished on a star tonight, I prayed that you'd pull through.
I was unsatisfied with dreaming, what happened to reality,
This affliction I couldn't hide, it was written all over me.
I couldn't escape this world of loneliness.
Countless days passed, at last the day I longed for.
My little hero returned from the journey.
I stood out in the open, waiting for you,
Eight returned, weary, but victory burned on in their eyes.
I couldn't deny the voices.
Over and over again like a record player.
"Dead… killed… orcs…"Everything was a blur, no hope left in my heart,
No strength left to mourn
I let go, nothing left to hold on to,
I chose not to live the life full of grief,
Put others in strife, this couldn't go on.
I was over the edge and nobody could save me.
Immortal… Mortal... It didn't matter.
My superman was dead.