a worse-case scenario: Galadriel's point of view
Gimli's Wedding (a.k.a. Celeborn's disappearance)
Cupid strikes true, but once in life
And leaves the point to prod and poke
Never did I imagine that false love
Could wear so clever a cloak
When came to my wood, one very fine day
A dwarf and seven close friends
I wondered what Fate could have planned for me
For, even I cannot see all ends
But, I knew I could learn to love that small man
And spend the rest of my days
Showing him every kindness and care
And saying I'd love him always
How strange it did seem to fall for a dwarf
No elf had done it before
It felt to me that by the mere thought
I was hurting my kin more and more
It turns out I ought to have obeyed my mind
It's often right in the end
But, my eyes were blind with the false love
Upon a fantasy, did my heart depend
He thought he loved me just as well
And told me so, one eve
He asked me then to be his bride
Next to him, to stand--not to leave
My eyes filled with tears--they seemed real to me
And my life appeared so complete
Yet, I did not know that living Truth
Could be so bitter-sweet
For, on that day--so long ago
Gandalf then returned
He warned me of what I was to do
And yet, for "him" I yearned
I told the wizard I'd be alright
I knew what I was going to
I was ready to walk down the aisle
And pronounce a cheerful, "I do"
Gandalf took my arm in his
And led me to my doom
A thousand eyes were all on me
As I sauntered through the room
Legolas stood next to Gimli--
My dearest "husband to be"
And upon my seeing the elf's pale white cheeks,
I began at last to see
It was all a great mistake
Reality had played a trick
I felt like a fool--all dressed up
I thought I was going to be sick
I fell to my knees and began to sob
Gandalf picked me up again
And led me from that dream
And I hope not to see another dwarf, as long as I remain