I'm trying to decide what's worse. Someone being gone, but still out there, or someone being gone forever, dead. I think someone being gone, but still out there, might be worse. Then thereβs always the chance, the hoping, the wondering if things might change. If maybe one day heβll come back. Thereβs also the wondering about what his new life is like. The life without you. Is he happier? And if he is, youβre left being sad, wondering what it would be like if you were happy with him. But when someone is dead, heβs dead. Heβs not coming back. There is no second chance. Death is a period at the end of a sentence. Someone gone, but still out there, is an ellipsisβ¦or a question to be answered.