A/N: Sorry that all these chapters are so short, but they just felt. . .
more logical to me that way, I guess.
I'm gone now. We said our goodbyes, long ago. Oh, so long ago! How many years has it been? I cannot remember.
The ache in my heart has grown. Not the ache that is dealt to those who have borne a ring of power. It is the ache that is dealt to those who have lost the only person they could ever truly love.
The journey to Rivendell has turned into a journey to the Blessed Realm. To Valinor, Sam! To Valinor! I remember how you wanted to see the Elves; you would be thrilled at the Elves here. I can see the smile on your face.
Here, I am supposed to forget all that troubles me. I saw that happen to Elves I journeyed here with. The light in their eyes when they stepped onto the shores of Valinor, the way their worries seemed to melt away. Perhaps it works only with Elves, for I am still sorrowful. The pain of that long- ago quest has faded, but the pain of you is larger than ever. I miss you. I spend all my days, wishing you were here. Wishing I was there. Wishing I was lying in your arms, spent after a night of making love to you.
I should have done something, long ago. I regret my hesitance now. Even if I had to carry around knowing that you didn't love me back, at least I would carry the assurance that you didn't. I can never be sure. Never know if, maybe, by some strange chance of fate, you loved me too. It eats away at me, this not knowing.
You were my best friend, and the one I loved. And I am alive without you. What am I to do? The hurt won't go away, and I must live in its prison forever.
Forever is a long sentence.
I'm gone now. We said our goodbyes, long ago. Oh, so long ago! How many years has it been? I cannot remember.
The ache in my heart has grown. Not the ache that is dealt to those who have borne a ring of power. It is the ache that is dealt to those who have lost the only person they could ever truly love.
The journey to Rivendell has turned into a journey to the Blessed Realm. To Valinor, Sam! To Valinor! I remember how you wanted to see the Elves; you would be thrilled at the Elves here. I can see the smile on your face.
Here, I am supposed to forget all that troubles me. I saw that happen to Elves I journeyed here with. The light in their eyes when they stepped onto the shores of Valinor, the way their worries seemed to melt away. Perhaps it works only with Elves, for I am still sorrowful. The pain of that long- ago quest has faded, but the pain of you is larger than ever. I miss you. I spend all my days, wishing you were here. Wishing I was there. Wishing I was lying in your arms, spent after a night of making love to you.
I should have done something, long ago. I regret my hesitance now. Even if I had to carry around knowing that you didn't love me back, at least I would carry the assurance that you didn't. I can never be sure. Never know if, maybe, by some strange chance of fate, you loved me too. It eats away at me, this not knowing.
You were my best friend, and the one I loved. And I am alive without you. What am I to do? The hurt won't go away, and I must live in its prison forever.
Forever is a long sentence.