Of course you only die once. If you are lucky it’s quick or happens in your sleep.
If it’s you that is left, then why not dig yourself out from the deepest loneliness?
Find a new life of laughter and joy; it will take time and perseverance.
Better to have loved once than never loved at all (so they say).
Except of course you miss it more: but not to be trifled with because it hurts the more.
Better not to want the unobtainable, though your sights are high!
The boat rocks,
The dog barks,
The “bell” doesn’t ring.
So, where next my darling?
RSRM 2011 (for Good Friday)