The 2 body problem

I saw darkness when I first tried to open my eyes. There was nothing. It's difficult to explain how it felt as I tried to move my body, but I failed. It was a situation where it seemed like I should panic, but for some reason, I felt calm. The last thing I remember was lying in a hospital bed, slowly dying from cerebral cancer, with my girlfriend sleeping in a chair against the wall. I remember her being strong, a pillar of light at the end of my tunnel, something to hold onto. She was beautiful with a smile that could brighten the darkest room. Every time I saw her entering the hospital room, day after day, I could see her smile disappearing until the last day when I opened my eyes for the last time. I always felt it was my fault that the light she radiated had worn off. I was sad, mad, and felt impotent. A life full of strength and health crumbled in an instant when the seizures started. The first time it happened, I was shopping with my girl when suddenly everything went black. I woke up in a hospital bed with my beloved crying. That was six months ago. In that short amount of time, I went from a healthy 25-year-old man to a pile of sadness and regret, melted into the hospital bed. Then I died. I woke up in a world of nothingness with pieces of my past self. The brain cancer erased almost all my memories of my work and friends, but the smile of my girlfriend lingered between the walls of my cell, the walls of my very own brain.