A ticking time bomb
    In her hand.
It can only move forward…
It can only explode.

A roller coaster ride
   With many twists and turns.
It can only end at a stop…

   Or crash and burn,
      Off the road—

She made a promise,
That I kept in my heart.

But if promises are
   indeed made to be broken…

Why are we now crying,
When we knew we were
   indeed meant to part?

If I knew that
  Any word could be
    Goodbye…
Then why even listen?

We’d just try,
   and try…
   and try…
     and end up beaten—

If tomorrow has to be,
The end of our journey,
Must I bother to wake up?

If I just knew
   that we were running
      at full speed towards a dead end—

          —why don’t we just stop?

She looks me,
Straight in the eye
   with all the pain
   in the world…

And I’m just sure
She’s going to say goodbye…
   —So how shall I bear to listen?

“I love you… to the end of the world.”