Possibility

Is there a possibility?
Just to lay there. In a couch, for months, letting life go by like if nothing matters anymore. Like Bella when she lost Edward.

To stop worrying about the future or the present, to be only aware of the pain and sorrow felt by the lost of the beloved.

Except that, what happens if someone's beloved is not gone, but the one that did leave was their own soul?
If they lack the possibility of cheer up again, of being optimistic, happy?

If the only will that one is capable to hold on, is the one to dissapear, not to care about their own fate or others.
When it is even impossible to go back to the surface. Not even for the beloved. No matter how hard they try, how much love can tie them to the world.

It's not just enough.

They are only filled by the grandour of emptyness.