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