In the end

She cried to be my lover,

she cried to be my friend

But in faith I was too shallow,

and left her in the end

I could have loved her deeply,

deeper than the sea

But in the end,

all I could think about was me

In the end of time

In the end of hope

I leave the world

With the poem she wrote

It strengthens the weak

And humbles the strong

But in the end

I know that I was wrong