I watched you die,
fall down into the stars.
Can you do that?
You certainly would have found a way.
You could do anything,
and never messed up.
Not even as you fell into the stars.
Your body floated,
then disappeared in blackness.
I'll see you again. I know it.
You'll be there, stirring trouble.
Why can't I trust you?
All I see is the blood,
The suffering you so love.
How can you love me, after all this?
Echoes. I don't know.
You asked me something, a good question.
I should answer.
I can.
I can't.
You'd take my words,
and use them to kill my friends.
No.
Not kill.
You'd make them murder each other,
Then?
They'd wish for death.
I don't love you anymore.
How can I?
You, the would-be-king and god.
I can't hate you,
But I can't love you.
Why then do you make laugh and almost love?
But no love.
I refuse to love you.
Until you die.
Why did you die?
I mourn you, again,
man who fell into the stars.
I'm so stupid.