At the end knowing it is too late
However I start to analyze the past
With all the perhaps, maybes, and byes
Regrettably none worth to my taste
At the end we keep waiting for the next
Regardless how hard to tell if we should
Under the moment, even, the second
Feeling abandoned as waiting to be tested
At the end we all try to understand
Whatever we think that only god knows
At the end there is no end of day
Since tomorrow is too far to comprehend
At the end too much fear to truly let go
At the end we all hold something dear to our heart
And at the end it is all about longing,
That never ends with belonging in our soul
At the end I wonder what makes you mine
At the end I wonder how to be truly yours
Between the absolute and the unknown
At the end, we do find the end,
And at the end I have no regrets