My ephemeral existence, a fleeting illusion, draws inexorably towards its end. When the veil of mortality descends upon me, will you, my cherished companion, grace my presence? As they unwrap the pristine shroud that will envelop my lifeless form, will your eyes overflow with tears that trickle down my icy cheeks? I yearn to witness the depth of your sorrow, to behold the tears that will cascade from your eyes like a gentle rain upon my cold cheeks.Will you linger for a moment, lamenting the rejections and missed opportunities that marked our shared journey?

As they prepare my body for its final ablution,...