After death, no one remains to share one's condition; even the moth abandons the extinguished candle and departs.

We often celebrate the moth's intense devotion to the flame as the ultimate symbol of love, but the poet here reveals a poignant and sobering truth about mortality. The moth stays dedicated only as long as the candle is alive with fire; the moment the flame is extinguished, even this legendary lover walks away. It is a tender yet piercing reminder that no matter how deeply we are cherished in life, death is a quiet solitude where no one can truly share our plight.