Son of Dís, Lasto Beth Nîn, Tolo Dan Nan Galad.

From the first time I saw him,

Something was stuck here in my mind.

He's different,

So different.

He wasn't like the others.

He protects,

He has a beautiful eyes,

And loves to smile.

Until a dagger struck his heart.

I ran to him.

I don't know why,

But I was afraid.

Afraid If he didn't make it back to the light.

I ran faster.

I remember the time when he gazed up at me,

And shared his own memory to me.

He said he promised his mother to come back home.

And I remember when he laid unconscious a few days ago.

Yes, he was so close to death.

Suddenly, he starred at me,

And said, "You cannot be her".

It's like my heart stopped for a moment.

He wasn't truly recognizing the reality around him,

Perhaps he thought that it was just a dream.

But he looked so serious and painful.

"She is far away, far away from me", he said.

"She walks in starlight in another world. It was just a dream".

Then he reached my hand, and asked,

"Do you think she could have loved me?"

I ran as fast as I could.

I cannot lose him, no, I can't.

He could have me,

Nor in here, or in another world.

I reached his hand.

He wasn't breathing.

No, no, no,

For the sake of your mother and the Elves, please, breathe.

Don't go.

He didn't say a word.

His heart stopped beating.

No more great despair.

He went away to the light.

The wind seemed to understand.

It was helping me to convey the sense of loss and longing inside of me.

My eyes hurt.

And my tears fell on his chest.

If this is love, I don't want it.

There is no love in my heart. 

Please, somebody, take it away,

Please.

Why?

Why do I grieve?

Why do I mourn?

Why does it hurt so much?

Because I didn't say the word.

Because I already have.

Because my love for him was genuine.

Because, it was real.