She said she loved him more than anything else on earth
Maybe it was because she actually felt for his soul
But maybe it was only because he had lived through the same hell as her
And he made it out alive
Maybe he was only a figurehead
Something she could attach the idea of hope to
The embodiment of what she wanted to be
But if this was truly the reason for her continuous affection, I will never know
Because she keeps her reasons to herself
And maybe it's better off that way