There was a sparkling star in the sky for every reason that I loved you. I tried to count them but there were too many. My love for you was just as infinite. In a lifetime, I would never run out of stars...but black holes do exist, and you became one. You drained the light from my sky and took everything else with it, until there was nothing left. Just the ashes of my love for you.
In the end we'll all leave a foot print in the huge trail of humanity. Even if it's not as big as others it will still be there and it will still be seen by others. So do you want t be remembered as a king and honest person or a rude and snobby person?