Mortality is not the same as death. Someone who's mortal can be undead, even if the heart stops to beat, the lungs stop to breathe, and eyelashes can not feel the wind anymore. Someone who is dead is not missed, can only be in darkness. Someone who is dead was never awake; never came to life. Someone mortal will always be alive. Even if the hearts stops to beat, lungs stop to breathe, eyeslashes won't be able to feel the wind anymore. The palm of the hand will be turned up, contrary to the rotating movement of the earth, and the mouth will be as sad as my heart without you. Life is extraordinary; can not be ceased. Like life haven't wait for us, and we fell apart like we've never been. And the sadness has limits, but loss will always have us.