For better or worse and in sickness and in health they were meant to be. But now having been companions for life, they are separated by utility.
Like the parting of a great sea, helpless each remains, as time brings them to their own final change. Does love’s partner now have to be seen as one of life’s luxuries. Should they just be grateful for what they had? ? Can their minds still fathom memories and reflections; or do things now fade into lost realities. Separated will they ever meet again as they use to be.
Hope, yet a fantasy, but what is reality if not first a dream - How shall they find eternity?