So then,
this is how it ends?
Gasping for breath,
For the strength for my sight--
To look into your opened eyes...
Now, at last, you realize?

I don't want you to apologize--
Love lives on through death.
I just want you here, by my side,
And your kiss to drown my dying breath.

And, if I choke, persist--
If I fall, resist.
What's over is life--
Love just begins.

So then--
this is how it ends?

That's okay, my love...
My life...for your love?
I'd say that's fair trade enough.

Even then, I suppose--
It's far more than I deserve.
But, if you love me at my dying breath,
In argument, there is no word.