I spend my hours wishing that the world would stop so I can spend forever holding you in my arms.

but you lay here in my embrace hoping for the world to end with me by your side 

the things I want have never been in my grasp in the first place. Nor had the means to struggle for my ideals.

So just like that, the end doesn't matter anymore. There is nothing left for me either.

would you allow me to hold you until the world is swallowed whole by the downfall of mankind, until we know for certain that there is no more. 

It would be an honour watching the city burn with you by my side.