Disclaimer: I do not own any of J.R.R Tolkien's characters, or places.
Plot: Legolas remembers Aragorn. No slash, just friendship
I remember. By Anna Blackwell
I remember that day clear as dew,
I remember the day that I finally knew.
I remember that day, that morning, that time,
When you crossed the borderline
Between the realm of life and death.
I remember the bench that I sat upon,
I remember how I just sat there, not believing for so long.
I remember the memories of time together,
As I reminisce the time stretches to forever,
A forever of recollection.
I remember the day I found out you were a man,
I remember finding out the limits of your lifespan.
I remember thinking how our friendship would be short,
And how the Gods ought
To have gifted you with more.
I remember the day that you sat on that throne,
I remember thinking that this was your home.
I remember never seeing your face again at Imladris,
As Time gave you her final kiss
And then you were gone.
I remember the funeral fanfare,
I remember before, the desperate prayer.
I remember Arwen's crystal tears,
As those that you held dear
Watched your body being lowered into its tomb.
I remember the time we spent,
I remember the time that was leant,
I remember even that could not stop,
That dreadful ticking clock,
As the hand reached twelve, your time was up.
I will never stand by you again,
Except as I stand looking at your grave.
And as the tears slid down my cheek,
I remember.
I remember. By Anna Blackwell
I remember that day clear as dew,
I remember the day that I finally knew.
I remember that day, that morning, that time,
When you crossed the borderline
Between the realm of life and death.
I remember the bench that I sat upon,
I remember how I just sat there, not believing for so long.
I remember the memories of time together,
As I reminisce the time stretches to forever,
A forever of recollection.
I remember the day I found out you were a man,
I remember finding out the limits of your lifespan.
I remember thinking how our friendship would be short,
And how the Gods ought
To have gifted you with more.
I remember the day that you sat on that throne,
I remember thinking that this was your home.
I remember never seeing your face again at Imladris,
As Time gave you her final kiss
And then you were gone.
I remember the funeral fanfare,
I remember before, the desperate prayer.
I remember Arwen's crystal tears,
As those that you held dear
Watched your body being lowered into its tomb.
I remember the time we spent,
I remember the time that was leant,
I remember even that could not stop,
That dreadful ticking clock,
As the hand reached twelve, your time was up.
I will never stand by you again,
Except as I stand looking at your grave.
And as the tears slid down my cheek,
I remember.
