This world is a sad, yet kind, place.

The souls of the children with regrets gather here so they can fulfill what they could not do while alive. They are given a chance to let go of their lives and pass on peacefully.

When I discovered this, I too, wondered at my existence in this world.

When would I be able to say "thank you" to that person?

When would I be able to let go of my regrets?

I waited in this world, presiding over the children who came here. I managed the rules to give them the experience they could not have while they were still alive. Because, every day, the heart inside me reminded me of my past, and my regret. My wish.

I waited, for that person.

And one day, he came.

It was fun, wasn't it?

These memories I was allowed to share with you, these moments I had with the friends you helped me make, this world, where our regrets disappeared.

It was wonderful, wasn't it?

I'm glad we were able to meet. I'm glad that I was able to fall in love with you. I'm glad I was able to thank you.

I'm glad I was able hear those words from you.

I'm glad I was able to hear you say, "I love you."

Even now, while the tears run down your face and into my hair, even as you embrace me with all your might, I'm happy. Because you were the one who fulfilled my wishes, I'm content. Because you were the one who helped me accept my regrets, so I have none.

So, don't cry, Yuzuru. We'll definitely meet again.

Because…

Can't you hear this heart, Yuzuru?

This heart which you gave me, this heart which was yours.

Ever since we met… couldn't you hear?

This heart it…

Beat for you.

Thank you.

Cars whiz by on the busy street. The girl leans against the wall, humming a tune. She can't remember where she heard it from, but it is a kind song, a warm song, a hopeful song. She leans, she waits. She's waiting, for something to happen. And as she waits, she hums.

The boy walks by. She is just another girl on the street.

But then he hears the song.

He stops.

He turns.

Somewhere, in his mind, a heart is beating.

Angel Beats - end.