Guilt is my only companion.
It welcomes me with open arms.
Lily was – and will remain – my only true love.
Her voice haunts me, beckons me to join her in death.
Loneliness is my only friend.
For he will never leave my side, ever.
The old wizard was my only hope.
He couldn't save her; why do I still live?
Death is my only refuge,
From this agony, this terrible agony that engulfs me.
But no. Protecting the boy from the Dark Lord is my only purpose.
I must fulfill it, overcoming my dislike for Potter's spawn.