I origninally wrote this poem from my point of view, I wrote it about someone I love... But realised that I probably feel like Eowyn, I love him as much as she does... And I realised the poem could apply to her too....
This is the first poem I have written for ages, so please be kind, I'm not very good at it!
Every night,
I dream
You are holding me in your arms
We are happy
In love.
Every morning
I wake
Clinging to the last threads
Of a beautiful dream.
The harsh reality strikes
I know this love wil never be true
I know it will never happen
So why do I still feel it?
How wrong was I
ever to dream
ever to love you
ever to wish...
It was only a dream
Only a fantasy,
But one thing remains true
no matter what,
I will always love you.