I Need You To Know That 'do You Ever Wonder What It's Like To Be The Dead Wife Before She's Dead' Is

I need you to know that 'do you ever wonder what it's like to be the dead wife before she's dead' is one of those one line poems that's going be etched into my soul forever. bc you're so right and so many fics I've read either directly or indirectly try to work through that,

because god what kind of existence must that have been? what's it like to have someone break their promise to let death part you? what's it like to have someone revere you in image and in concept but not in practice and in life? what's it like to have your own lifetime overshadowed by the mythos one man has created around you? what's it like to not even get the dignity of being the dead wife because he refuses to let you rest/die? what is it like to be the center of an obsession?

and thats all assuming we have an accurate understanding of how Gabe showed her love when she was alive!! even more, equally tragic questions abound if he is/was in fact capable of a more healthy expression of love previously

TUMBLR USER PHIN-AND-FROB YOU GET ME YOURE GETTING ME SO MUCH RN "what's it like to have someone break their promise to let death part you" is CRAAZY that one's gonna be etched into MY soul forever. something something what is it like to have your life overshadowed by your death before you've even died. what's it like to have your death cast aside in favor of an obsession with your life. what's it like to be something transient, etched into the mythos of your family's ruin before it even happens. how long can one person live as the star at the center of a system knowing they're going to burn out? what's it like to be the dead wife before she's dead? do you think she practiced? until she was perfect?