End of Days

We sat together on that lonely height
The one they call the End of Days
The air was cold, dark was the night
With no time left to mend our ways

I told you that I once fought so hard
To be sure I wouldn't end up here
But the bridges I once crossed are charred
Now I see so much less to fear

For no matter the place we claim for our birth
Whether crowded village or sodden lee
No matter our roamings on this green earth
We all climb to this height, and end in the sea

I grasped your hand, whispered in your ear
"I'm so glad you came here with me,
"My last wish was for me to have you here."

 - My last words before I fell to the sea.