the death of the husband of a man who loves you so painfully. but when you stand at his funeral and some man approaches you, you can't help but notice that this is your "dead" husband thoma. he stands in front of you alive now you are together again. what a tide happiness? love? he stretches out his arms and hugs you tightly, afraid to let go. and you do the same and you dissolve into each other's arms.

— my love. i missed you tell me did you miss me?